I think I've made a big mistake. Opportunity came knocking, and just at the last minute as I was due to leave the proverbial house. For some reason I pretended not to be in. I just sat there and watched it come and go. Will it come back do you think? Steve thinks so. Barbara gave me that disappointed look that mothers give their kids when they fuck up. Why must it all always boil down to a black and white choice - fortune or fame? Life or death? Why does everything always have to be so upsettingly claustrophobically human?