Enjoying: La Traviata - 'Follie! ... Follie!'

Lunch was on WJ.

He's one of those people with whom I guess I'll never feel completely comfortable, but enjoy talking to.

At the end of our meeting, I told him my plans to try and misdirect Mr. P.'s open analysis of people (well - of me, specifically), but WJ said, "Then you're playing into his game."

Gaaah. Die if I do; die if I don't.

Mind. Fuck.