9-3-24
Late check-in for the professor from VV. 20:13 and the Nurse is still in her bay. I know NO ONE, that works as hard as my Queen. So, let me again post here – keep telling us how hard you work. Hilarious.
Like the Nurse said, the Professor is spicy this evening. Fearless. Not trying to be any one way. Opened a red I forgot about, Nurse reminded me. Haven’t tasted it yet. It just sits at right, staring at me, making me think about those wine industry days and today a new coworker, OZ MAN, asking me about the wine industry.
What it’s like, would I recommend someone get into it, that kind of thing.
‘b’ on the cork’s top. Reminds me of Kerouac, poetry, the Beatific approach to all days and shifts, whatever Room – feel like I did on campus. Need to write about that more, the 1207 crew, 1102, my suite 1105 and the crazy girls above us in 1205…. Forever ago. Another life, another way and day and craze, but for some reasons speaking to me radically today.
20:18…. Cat fed, trash and recycle bins in. Now, quiet. No jazz like with dinner. Time for this writer to think of the Nurse, what to write her.. what to write in this book. How the sales story is going to aggrandize.
Collect and introspect, new ideas protect—