Deck Chairs |
For an appetizer I ordered radicchio with some kind of free-range squid. Anne and Scott both had the monkfish ragout with violets. Courtney almost fell asleep when she had to exert the energy to read ...
Posted by Woosh on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Paul Owen |
He's so drunk by the time dinner is over that I (1) make him pay the check, which comes to two hundred and fifty dollars, (2) make him admit what a dumb son-of-a-bitch he really is, and (3) get him ba...
Posted by Woosh on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
lately |
A string of days have passed. During the nights Ive been sleeping in twenty-minute intervals. I feel aimless, things look cloudy, my homicidal compulsion, which surfaces, disappears, surfaces, leaves...
Posted by Woosh on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
last night and today, Girls |
&.back in my bedroom, Christie lies on the futon, tied to the legs of the bed, bound up with rope, her arms above her head, ripped pages from last months Vanity Fair stuffed into her mouth. Jumper ca...
Posted by Woosh on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
