Day Ninety-Three

Today was pretty uneventful; mostly, I'm just trying to avoid doing anything that will mess up the apartment. Once it's clean I like to see how long I can keep it that way. Usually it's in the vicinity of 90 seconds, but I'm hoping to break that record at some point.

Then in the evening I drove over to my friend Anthony's apartment to work on ideas for yet another play. He lives in a fairly scary part of town (right near the 101 and Santa Monica Blvd.) so when I finally left at around 1 AM, I demanded that he walk with me back to where I'd parked a couple blocks away. Yes, there are times when safety is more important than upholding your macho self-image. I should have just brought Stuart with me, but I didn't think that far ahead.

If my math is correct (says the person who scored a whopping 2 on the Calculus AP test), I won't quite make it to 100 days of unemployment. How sad.