Last night was the shittiest night of my life in so long. The morning of Oct. 22nd was a nightmare as well. Last Monday night as I was falling asleep, I was realizing how I’d only had two killer asthma attacks since I moved. I was thrilled about not only that but also about not getting one cold or flu after another. However, I had been more and more congested in the last few weeks. Sure enough, I woke up at 7:00 the next morning with a massive attack in which I knew instantly I’d never be able to fight on my own.

Later...

I’m taping a movie now and boy, did I ever get caught off guard for a minute. Some girl called that I wish to hell would call back. I don’t remember if the girl said my name. I don’t think so, but she said, “Remember me? You licked my pussy?” I told her to hang on so I could grab a cigarette and that’s when she hung up. I shouldn’t have told her to hang on cuz it scared her off. She was probably paranoid about being taped, but I’m dying for her to call back. I’m almost positive it’s a friend of Maliheh’s. My gut feeling says so and since I can’t make calls in a town like this, I’d like to at least be able to get them. A week after I met Maliheh is when the shit hit the fan and she freaked out on me. It was then that I not only began to call her but for some reason she had a friend leave her outgoing message on her answering machine. I believe that was the voice I heard earlier. I really could use a good laugh now, so I’m begging God to please have her call me back. Please.