Who breaks the thread, the one who pulls, the one who holds on? — James Richardson

Sometimes I get a bit ahead of myself. For example, writing an article dedicated to a car I do not yet have in my possession, as I did this week, with the piece, MINI ME. David is partial to the video, probably because it largely features me being silly:

I just got back from my second shrink appointment, and I must say, the outfit was much improved. Due to her excellent choice in attire this week, I will see her a third time. Actually, she was quite helpful today. Cognitive thinking stuff, you know, like “Everyone hates me” becomes “Some people hate me, some people like me, and some people couldn’t give two shits.” In so many words. Regardless, it’s a helpful way to think about things, as I tend to be a bit, well, extreme. Last night (video coming) we had a little soiree at Laurel for Chef Brian’s last Tapas Tuesday (though Tapas Tuesday will carry on with the new chef). Friends and food (a bit too much, says my un-hungry belly today), drink, music, you know, all the good stuff of life.

From now through, fuck, MAY, my schedule is insane. Good insane, though. Tonight I’m having dinner with a friend in Del Mar (to catch the sunset, and she is also generously aiding my research efforts for my big project). Tomorrow night, I’m out with a few ladies (I’ll have to watch my wine intake, all these outings). Friday I have big plans to do nothing and everything with my man-toy, which will incorporate that rose champagne I’ve been loving lately (again with the drinking… it’s week for wine, I guess). Saturday night, dinner in Escondido with a couple of fabulous freaks (some of you know what I mean by “freak.” I’ll give you a hint: I’m one). Sunday research, Monday Tuesday Wednesday working, and Thursday I head up to L.A. for an intensive three-day seminar thing with a friend, not to come home until late Sunday night or Monday. More importantly, did you notice I updated the albums in my PHOTOS section? The link is at the top of the page, check it out! Those photos of naked sushi and other such oddities illustrate my column coming out next week. Tonight, I think I’ll eat my fish off of a plate.