Monty fainted at the bar tonight. Her eyes went blank and I watched her begin to slide down the wall near the pool tables. I ran over and grabbed her arms and yanked her up. She had no memory of blacking out and seemed confused that I was holding her and that everyone we’d come with was now surrounding her like a phalanx. After that she was OK . . . but it was scary as hell.

Now she’s with her boyfriend John at his place not far from here . . . I’m in her bed in Ridgewood listening to the trains go by in the darkness. Above my head is Bilbo’s little shrine. I miss him and wish he were asleep on the pillow next to me like he always used to. Poor Bilbo.

Tomorrow I will wake up and perform a secret task, and then head into the city to flirt with a cute bartender and see a play. What happens after that I’m sure I don’t know . . .

LATELY . . .

(most of this post brought to you by CDS . . .)

inspired by leila and nora’s recent room-painting frenzy, elina the estonian girl and i will be painting my entire apartment when i eventually return to berlin. i will of course pay her in food and coffee and merely tolerate her gen z slang

and she may continue to use my bathtub and fast wifi and cozy bed (which means i have to sleep on the couch!!)

that’s a good deal. damn good deal!

BIG DAY FOR PHONE CALLS

(relax . . . her dog’s name is peach!)

ALSO . . .

AND . . .

If you did not know this, every single one of you has a cute emoji and a cute contact foto and a cute background in my phone . . .

my intern elina the estonian girl is already famous in the utopia which is called estonia (as well as monster ronson’s ichiban karaoke in berlin) . . . but like everyone else i’ve filmed / am about to film for my project, i’m gonna make her famous worldwide….,.:

you’ll see!!!

helen serenading me with her violin on her fire escape last night

(i had asked her to play something “dreamy and melancholic . . . just like me” (lol))

calling sister isabella . . . what can i do about my dreams???