ON ACCEPTING THE FRENCH IDEA OF GENIUS:

Today I played with a naked baby in a pool of peewater. It was awesome! And by that I mean I were done filled with awe. It is freaking hot and Vicki's nose is sweating, but she sz it be a clean sweat. I on the other hand, am my normal dirtball self, and I have dirt on my knees, not because I did anytyhing bad. I don't know what else to say. Vicki is now typing this shit. And she won't let me censor. So I'm going to bite her on the mole. I did have fun tonight. (Went to a hippie party at Marcel's.) The best part was when Sarah laughed so hard she fell face down onthe ground and then pretended that she was dead and made her huge dorky laugh. The second best part was that I admitted to my boss (Marcel's friend, too), that (giggle) that I was working on a gay romance novel. And she said it was so cool! Plus she likes my picture of two guys kissing on my computer screen at work. (Enter Roy, who tells us that we have the Bunnies on the independent film channel...no, right now it's a burlesque show based on Reservoir Dogs. But instead of killing people, they commence to lovin'. And smooching.)

Amanda: My butt is sweaty. I need to get in a shower.
Roy: Go hose off your lady business.