Burbank

Los Angeles is like summer camp, but I am the only camper. My first night here I went to the grocery and bought some bread and I'm not kidding, Juliette Lewis let me jump in front of her in line because she had so many (strange) things in her cart: cantaloupe, Corona, brownie mix... And she said "see you round" as I left which Lily think means she was hitting on me. I think that's cool but not likely. (By the way, Lily is coming out tomorrow!) Only people in movies and me shop on a Saturday night is what I take from the experience.

Yesterday Gabriella and I went to the beach and bought flip-flops. Gabriella is visiting town. It was great-fun.

What else? Oh, my job is on hold -- they are putting together a "budget." What they don't know is, my price is going up. Because let me tell you, guys, I am in demand out here. No, that's a lie. On the other hand, this ain't a bad place to be and I'm not sweating it yet.

I am also my own counselor here at summer camp.

I have started writing and editing my movie again. I've also been getting up very early and trying to run, although I don't actually make it very far. There is a mountain I can run towards, up a hill. Like most people who are out of shape, all I can hear as I run is Eye of the Tiger. Sometimes though I hear Nightswimming and that's when I know my cellphone is
ringing.

It's weird living alone but I like my place. I have my own kitchen, my own living room and my own bathroom. I am Suzy Homemaker all of the sudden. Yesterday I bought potpourri spray.

Here is my address and the land line at my place, although the best way for you to reach me is still my cellphone. But if you see an 818 number, don't screen the call.

Joe Leonard
707 S. Glenoaks Blvd.
Burbank, CA 91502

(818)842-5931
(646)526-8689 cell

Hope all is well and be in touch!