me: have you talked to Caleb lately? I'm trying to figure out what's going on with him but he's unusually incommunicative; trying to figure out if he's depressed or what. Let me know, as I might need to call him and give a pep talk or something. me: nevermind, just talked to him Catalina: have meetings all day on tuesdays Catalina: sucks Catalina: hows caleb? Catalina: gotta get to another meeting but tell me anyway while im gone me: he's fine, was just talking to him about finally selling these ads for Scallywag as he was supposed to be doing it weeks ago but says he was waiting for Christopher to get back to him yet again about some minor point me: anyway, I walked him through an ad sale and otherwise cajoled him into at least giving it a shot, so maybe he'll do it this time. I'd forgotten what a fucking naysayer he is. Anyway, he seems to be in good spirits despite being stuck in Shamrock, and it looks like he'll probably make it back up here in the next few months me: also, Christopher is a giant dumbass in several respects me: (I'm going to treat you as my diary/journal now, sorry) me: we've got this woman, Aidya, very competent person who founded and ran her own style/culture magazine for a while me: she was over here that evening when you were last here, with the brokers me: anyway, he was convinced that she was "walking away" because she hadn't made some meeting on Sunday me: and was about to send her some faggoty-ass e-mail about how he's disappointed in her or feels betrayed or some such thing in which he's in the habit of doing me: so I called her up and it turns out that she's still interested in working with us and is in fact going to attend today's meeting over at our office me: apparently I've got to watch Chris like a hawk and supervise all of his decisions lest he accidentally fuck everything up