Wednesday, April 03, 2002

I live in L.A.which is as weird and cliched as you think it is.
There are an inordinate number of tall and tan and young and lovely men and women biking, blading and running all hours of the day. Judging from all the people I see hanging out all of the time, I guess they are either independently wealthy or out of work actors. I have never seen more good-looking people in my life. It's as if there's a checkpoint at the airport, which doesn't let anyone over a certain weight or height in. Wonder how they let me through?

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