
frances threw her first sicky in two years today.
it's a sign of the times.
it took me too long to leave the factory this morning.
everytime i picked up my keys, the phone rang (again).
stopped at paperchase but stopped there too long: came out to find a traffic warden (aka C**T) writing me a ticket.
'what is your problem?' says i
'your ticket ran out 4 minutes ago' says C**T...'but i do have a problem because the make of your car...yukon i think...isn't in my computer so i am having trouble issuing you a ticket'.
'shame that mate' says i again getting in my GMC yukon and driving away slightly happier.
met georgina and che for lunch in a little japanese restaurant in brewer street.
had some good tonkatsu and sashumi and some ok gyoza.
i miss the good stuff and my spiritual home (japan).
i seem to spend a lot of my time scheming with georgina and che.
one day our plans will come together und VE VILL TAKE OVER ZE VORLD!
stopped at fhm on route home, seeing olie about the shoots in tokyo we shot last year.
and picked up the morrissey contacts from metro and a book i've had bound at the stupidly expensive wyvern bindery.
booked flights to NY and LA.
and a cadillac DTS to drive about in.
as much as i love going to LA and even though i haven't been for over a year, i immediately started dreading the idea of being away from my children for 10 days.
the downside of parenthood: the self-gratification isn't quite as gratifying as it used to be.
have asked kevin if he'll have the time or inclination to do me another tattoo.
don't want z to have a complex later in life.