Tuesday 2 November
Man, it’s grey. So grey it makes me think of Seattle, of the winter I spent there where it rained every single day for 93 days, and if you weren’t drunk you were sad and if you weren’t sad you were deliriously happy and if you weren’t deliriously happy you were lying flat out on your back in the snow. I’m going back there soon, to write my book. Everything’s prepared. Except me. I’m not sure I want to go.
Someone’s just offered to fly Plan B to Libya in January.
Posted on Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004by Everett True
Libya? I’ll go…
Posted by daniel on November 2nd, 2004 at 3:01 pm