4-7-85
(8am) It has been a busy week.
I went to the Paw, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nites.
I went to see the movie "Romancing the stone" Friday nite.
I got picked up Thursday nite by one of my old dancing partners. (She came over to the apartment, I showed her some of my poetry; and we ended up sitting around talking about the occult for hours. (Again I didn't get f'ed; but the company was nice.))
Saturday Samantha and I took a cruise over to Billings and wandered around over there. (Nice road trip.)
Billie stopped by the office on Wednesday. (We went down to the Hideaway Thursday nite for a couple brews and visited. (Things aren't going too well with her new hubby.))
Samantha's got a date with Leo tonite. (I think he is mostly good for her.)
Josh stopped in Friday evening. (He is still hung up on Caroline, but I think it’s passing. (With a little help from his new sweetheart.))
Weird week.
(1pm) Does one start by finding lovers and looking for friends among them; or start with friends and look for lovers among them? (There seem to be problems, either way.) (I have been trying to start with friendship, but most women seem to be unwilling to move on to being lovers, for fear of screwing up the friendship.)-(And I have the same worry.)-(Another Catch 22. (I wouldn't let anyone but a friend get that close right now; but I am afraid to push a friendship on to being lovers, for fear of losing a friend.))
4-8-85
(8pm) Happy "34" months to me.
Hunter seems to be brightening up a bit.
Josh stopped by and introduced us to his new girlfriend (Julia). (She looks like someone who will be good for him. (I hope so.))
Billie stopped by again and visited some more. (It sounds like things at home are improving a little. (I hope so.))
4-10-85
(3pm) I went to the Paw last nite and celebrated celibacy again. (Hunter wasn't in a partying mood.) (Samantha was, so we partied.) (We ran into the woman who came home with me the other nite and we discovered that she is married. (There sure are a lot of attached women on the prowl these days. (It must be springtime again.)))
I was visiting the other day with one fellow I know. (He says he dialed a wrong number the other day, and ended up in bed with her. (How is it done?))
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