a book by Francoise Sagan. French book, translated. such an easy read, but the main character is such a snob, and that reflects the author, i guess. french books are so different in their approach, they have bizarre playing going on with emotions and thoughts. i don’t understand half of it. Have written and sent off a short story about a werwolf.

Have also sent off a complaint letter about the cruise i was on in june. I don’t believe i was treated fairly, but then the world is not fair. the comedy circuit is certainly not a fair place. It’s hard enough to get gigs without the fascists raising their heads. Can’t see a future there for me. what am i going to do ? if only i weren’t so lazy. Played Jeff in chess, he of course beat me. Twice.