29 June 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Woke up this afternoon and Mister White was typing away on his laptop.  He e-mailed me a letter for Scarlett that we then printed out.

I have no idea how to edit, man.  No clue.

Daniel's taking an Avid class tonight.  This city is teeming with editors.  What the hell am I thinking?

I went to Fed Ex and mailed the letter for Scarlett.  It was in Dutch, but it seemed to be a plea for more money from some kind of organization.  She is in a European Art Center in Shanghai.