I converted someone to suduko today - he said he didn't understand it, yet i had heard him tell someone he had a hiIQ, and sure enuf he pickt it up quick; and a friend at lunch whom i hadn't talken to for a while (well, not since the lost wallet incident below but before that yonks) said she loves the diabolical ones. Strange how life goes, really; in this present job i've never really had a lunch-mate, someone you have lunch with; ive roamed the streets and such for years, instead. . . the first job i've been so ostracised (well, in a way, that's what it is). And in the last month iv had friends ring i never see; we part again, each to their own lot; some mistrust but in that case, a strong binding force made it obvious the link wasnt about to break. Friends from overseas that maybe in a truthful sense there's been decades of jealousy which seems to have vanished.


And my love, the invisibility of it. I guess that is wotis changing me.. and god bless new orlean-ers