This is it. The last day. I'm writing to you in the final hours of June 30th. Quite a day. I got up at 5:30 and got ready for work. Now I'm listening to an ambient pandora radio station. I sit here in my underwear from the fifth floor of a 14 story building in Downtown Los Angeles. I need to get a life. What am I doing here at 9pm on a Wednesday night. Feel like such a loser. Wish I had a life.
Hey Amanda. Can you get me someone to translate or can you do it yourself? I'm going to facebook you. I want to do a german book tour but I need to translate all my stuff into German first. THings will be great.
So Yes, June. Michael Jackson, first of all and what don't anyone forget David Carradine. I'm not even sure if that's how you spell the name, let me check...bingo.
Ed McMahon and Farrah Fawcett inbetween. What a heavy duty month for Hollywood. I don't think we will be the same for a long long time or at least until Michael Jacksons nephew dethrones Justin MickeyMouseClub Timberlake and the universe is back in balance again.
Whatever people. I'm not here to read the stars. I'm here to give a preview of some of the things I've got to do now that I've opened the Trashy Novel Corp. I am looking forward to a busy July full of translating stories into Japanese and acquiring the start up capital needed to start this venture.
btw...this is the new logo with not so crazy హైర్ఫెఅతేర్స్, బట్
