In Toronto

The hail and lightning followed me here. The weather is awesomely shitty.

My leg, predictably, is fucking killing me. So here I sit in the hotel

suite, writing. Which I actually find weirdly relaxing. As you can see,

however, there appears to be some kind of observation dome trained on me

from over the street.

 

Did a TV interview for The Space Channel today, which they made very

smooth, though I'm sure I was crap. Doing the talk tonight, which I'm

going to be even worse at.

 

My hotel room seems to be the only place in Toronto I can smoke in. It's

like inland fog in here now.

 

Back to writing Great Works Of Literature.

 

-- W

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Uploaded on April 28, 2005