Exactly 8:42 am on 2/3 is hard to say, but basically I was in LA, working on a short-lived TV show as an assistant to an actor/writer/producer, “dating” a “screenwriter” and even more depressed than I had been when I got there, about to go back to NY to find out my mother had cancer. Not a real good time, except for the part about how it was so bad that I moved to Chicago a few months later, which was the beginning of everything being much, much better.
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