G didn’t show up for work this morning at the LaLa – I got a call from him midmorning saying he needed some money and could I bring him cash, to La Finca. So I did. He had been at a party last night that apparently hadn’t stopped, he was trying to tell me that his girlfriend got mad because his ex-girlfriend was at the party but he and I realized that he had had too much party to actually articulate what he was trying to say. I later went to see Maria uptown to get my hair done and on the way home, around 3ish, saw Giovanni walking back in La Finca.
Whatever I am, I am not Giovanni, and oh what a difference to me!