sunny day
eric put too many paraphrenalia in my office. not bad as toilet paper joke, but still have to do something about containing him.
second week of work after italian hiatus, which was good. piles of scripts surround me. they need to be entered into database, arranged, moved, read… the flow of scripts never ever ends, summer or winter. mentally thanking summer interns for reading a lot. but now we’re backlogged again.
sunny day on the wharf.