Penultimate day before going home, so I had errands to run and sunning to do.

I went to the library to return most of my books, picked up my postcards (they look great!) went to the supermarket to get a Sara Lee cheesecake to take home with me (why are there no Sara Lee cheesecakes with cherries on them in New York? Or anywhere in the Northeast that I can find? Doesn't matter, at least I have one to savour until I next go to LA.

Then I went home and sat in the backyard, sunning myself and occasionally getting up to chase the cat back from the driveway. He can be in the entire yard all he wants, but what he really wants to do is gambol around the neighbourhood and get hit by a car.

I still have no tan on my back even after an hour yesterday and an hour the day before. What is wrong with the sun?

I got a call from Susan regarding getting together with the Randy group as well as Cathy, Randy Newman's manager, at the Getty. Yes! Where I just was the day before!

I was interested in getting to know Cathy, whom I know only slightly, better, but I was just at the Getty, and I'm tired and I just wanted to be home in the sun. So that's where I was.

It's the one year anniversary of my putting up my Jones label, so celebrate by voting for it!

Today's horoscope:
There's something about being in love that improves everyone's personality -- even that of your archenemy, who'll be shocked when you announce at work tomorrow that you want to put an end to all this nonsense.

One year ago today:
It was as though he was about to burst into song, "Never before, have two souls joined so freely and so fast/for me this is the first time and the last!" It certainly would have made for a different ending!

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