Hilarie: hey Hilarie: hows it going me: pretty damn well, you? Hilarie: i hate my job me: again? Hilarie: yes Hilarie: its too much work Hilarie: i dont want to have to work hard me: I might be hopping out there pretty soon to meet with some people me: still in LA, right? Hilarie: yep Hilarie: hows writing? me: good, got next book coming out soon, transitioning to next phase Hilarie: nice Hilarie: what book? Hilarie: what about? me: about how all of our prominent pundits are incompetent and the media must be reformed Hilarie: how do we reform the media? me: by following my orders, of course Hilarie: i am so sick of being a corporate slave. i want to get rich. me: also, I'm in Dallas now me: l me: for next five months, probably Hilarie: why? me: was coming down to go to Mexico and then something came up and I need to have constant internet access for a while Hilarie: you should visit betty Hilarie: and lou reese me: did he get married? Hilarie: i dont know me: who's betty? Hilarie: brices mom me: oh, right me: I gotta go meet with editor of D, you gonna be in town anytime soon? Hilarie: no my parents dont live there anymore Hilarie: have fun me: give me a ring some time me: will come out to LA soon, adios