The dinner went by all too quickly and anyway all I could do was stare at Bette.  I think that I barely ate anything.  Did I mention how unbelievably beautiful she is?

Then once Eric drops me off at home I realize that my earring is gone, I could have sworn that I put it back in my ear.  I hope it’s at the gallery, because then I’d be able to see Bette again.  Fuck, what am I thinking?  She’s a woman; I can’t be feeling this about a woman.

But here I am at home only thinking about one person.

Dear Diary,

Drove by the gallery today to see if it was open and it wasn’t, I hate Sundays.  Then I spent the rest of the day wondering what I would even say once I saw Bette again.  I have no idea what to say.  The best I can come up with is ‘I think I lost my earring here the other night, have you found it?’  Now it’s the truth but still.

Dear Diary,

Mondays always suck but this one especially.  I slept horribly last night, I just couldn’t fall asleep.  My mind was racing thinking about Bette.  I tried to distract my mind from her but then it would go right back to her.  God, I meet her once and I can’t stop thinking about her.  What the hell is going on?  I guess I’d better get off my lazy ass and get up and ready for work.

Dear Diary,

Today wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.  There was hardly any traffic on the 405 on the way to the studio, definitely not a normal Monday occurrence.  Then I was reading through a script and it actually seems to be good.  It’s from this relatively unknown screenwriter and it’s about this Doctor who moves to New York and falls in love with this guy who’s from Italy.  They move in together and a year later he ends up having his green card expire and they run off to Vegas to get married.  The short of it is that they live happily ever after; end up living an exciting adventure filled life travelling around the world working with different charities to help the sick and dying, all along falling deeper and deeper in love.  I am such a sap for a good romance story.