Trying hard to typeon this tiny keyboard, I have real faat fingers
Parisis is fucking expensive, man. You get one shot with a waiter then it's blppppppppp
Spent mostof todayy walking around with Dennis Cooper and Ken, we met at the glass pyramid then went drank a lot of coffee, ate, mre coffee. DC is the kindest person. So wonderful to be around. He showed usthe Beat hotel wherethose dudes wrote, and the streetwhere Perec and Artaud both lived. Much wondrous conversation andrelaxing. A wonderful afternoon.
Later We went to a contemporary museum with lots of crazies in it, some Louise Bourgeois meat sculptures andlots of weirding/ I liked the video of the room with the neon bulbs falling out 1by1 until the room was dark.
We thought about tryng to fnd where Deleuze threw himself out the windowbut nahh.
Ken crashed early, our sleep is megafcukked. I walked in the streets after dark for a good while drank a mojito, felt good came here, now gonna flp thru this new Werner Herzog Conquest of the Useless I got, I think tomorrow we may go to Nice, nice.
I ant type on this little board ne more, oh. Oont.