The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
May 11, 2005


Constance and I are moving in together. There it is, the big news. I have yet to tell Manolo, but something tells me he already knows. The change won't be for awhile, but it is already coming to the surface. I replaced his morning coffee (kona/almond blend) with some generic instant I picked up at 7-11. I like to do this to keep him on his toes and to see if he even notices. Well he did and he threw a punch at me. That is not exactly how it went, it was open handed and it didn't connect. So I guess he tossed a slap at me. If it works for you Diary, it works for me. I am going to take the Rover out today and see if I can't track down some cardboard boxes for the move. If I end up on the wrong side of a dumpster I hope the paparazzi are somewhere else. Advance the frame, Diary.

[signed] Nick

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