Oh yes, Hunter may move in tomorrow.
4-2-85
(6am) Yesterday was busy.
I cranked out four more tax returns.
And, Hunter moved in.
Josh stopped by. (He seems to be settling down a bit.) (He says he got a letter from Caroline. (She is still talking about moving back; but he says he has about given up on her.)) (For now he has a cute little 18-year old sweetie to keep him happy.) (He has never had any trouble finding women. (I can remember more than one nite when he went home from the bar with two women.))
I also went down to Little John's last nite and watched the basketball game with Hunter. (And I won a buck betting on Villanova.) (Hunter says Carrie is looking for a sterile guy to f, and that I should go talk to her. (She knows where to find me. (I am tired of beating my head against walls, and I just don't think that she is interested.)))
Then I went across the street to the Paw and got blitzed. (Samantha was there with the woman who beat her up. (They seem to be getting along again.)) (What wild eyes that woman has. (I would bet she can out f most of the women around, but she would be hell on wheels to try and live with.)) (I danced a bunch with a lot of different women, and had much fun.) (Nice nite!)
I talked with one of the fellows in the band, who is also in love with Erica. (He says he saw her with Henry last week in Missoula. (She told him that they were going out to dinner to decide when to break up.))-(He didn't know she had a beau either.)
Mr. Happy woke me up at 4am again, so I got a whole four hours of sleep. (Such fun.)
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