The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
September 23, 2004

Off White

If you want to ask me how I ended up in Palmdale that is your choice diary, but that doesn't mean I am going to tell you. But I will say that the air there is worth more that a room full of directors. Plus it has been awhile since I took the Vega out. I returned home to find Manolo smiling. I knew something was going on and my suspiscions were correct when I saw that he had taken it upon himself to invite a new manfriend over. He said he was having "band practice." Yeah me too. Young love, oh well. So I took my pomegranite juice in the Grey Room and read. Not much going on tonight, I am still waiting for the painters to arrive. Must not put off the inevitable; I have to hit the Bowflex. Write more later.

[signed] Nick

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