2002-04-08 - 3:10 p.m.

So the hours of my west coast sojourn slip away like so many unsunny minutes spent watching the street "performers" on Venice Beach (juggling sticks with other sticks is, like, SO last decade, man). I feel like I've been away from London for months. I'm undecided about how pleased I am to be going back. But stay tuned for tales of Tiki Bars, Mexican food, and the back of the head of Benicio del Toro. No, really.