I LOVED YOU WEDNESDAY

Click."" ""Click."" That's the way most of the telephone calls, and who could possibly keep track of them, between Chris and Steve Butler end. They're both trying to make it on television commercials even if it's only voice-overs or occasional second-class shows (he goes on tour to Florida for three weeks; she does a little review). In between they're either with each other or she's with someone else or swallowing too many Valiums. Because in spite of her analyst she's never in a solid state and she's got all those ""nasties"" and ""lewdies"" and ""uncontrollables"" with which this dialogue is stuffed and the-chances are you'll find it ""cutesy""/""icky-poo"" before she makes that last exit. Click.