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(Midnite) When I got in, I checked into the motel and then went over to Samantha's. (We went down to Roses (It just reopened under the new name of Terrapin Station.) to hear Leo play. (My favorite bartender from the old Roses days is working there and looking better than ever. (Yum.))) (Samantha got bored with that (The male:female ration was only 2:1, and she wanted to go somewhere there were more men. (She would love Flippers. (Sometimes it's 10:1 there.))), so we went to the Paw. (Kitty is a blond now.))
Samantha got pissed about my girl watching again. (I asked her why it was ok for her to guy watch and bad for me to girl watch. (She said it's because she is discreet and I stare. (She says I should stop looking and start f'ing. (Ok, but how do I beat the fear and how do I learn seduction? (I know what to do once I get to the bedroom, but getting there with a woman is a mystery.))))
She was bitching about some guy who is f'ing around on his girlfriend. (I asked why it was ok for her to do the same thing, but she didn't have an answer.)
Oh yes, she has a new second lover. (A cocaine dealer.)
Samantha says I should quit cigs. (I must be pretty bad when smokers tell me to quit.)
The bus was crowded from Missoula to Helena, but I was the only passenger for the rest of the trip. (I sat up front and bs'd with the driver after we left Helena. (He says that the people he talks to tell him the economy is bad everywhere. (I hear that everywhere I go, it seems.)))
(7am) How does one girl watch discretely? (I suppose I could start by not drooling?)
(Noon) During the lay over in Helena yesterday I called Nikki and visited with her. (She wanted to know how my love life is. (What is a love life?)) (It sounds like she is having much fun this summer. (Good for her.))
(7pm) I went down to the Scoop after work with my old boss, and bs'd with him for awhile.
(11pm) I went over and bs'd with Samantha and Leo for awhile. (Nice evening.)
7-24-86
(7am) Oh yes, Samantha says my voice has become even quieter than before. (I haven’t talked much in the last nine months and I have noticed I have to repeat myself more than I once had to. (Oh well, why would people want to hear what I have to say?)) (Another of my ex's complaints was that I couldn’t scream. (I just don't have the vocal cords for it. (Too many years of silence!)))
My feet are killing me. (I haven't walked much since I got my bike and I have already walked about 40 miles this week.)
Oh yes, one fellow I work with here asked if I had found a girlfriend yet. (What is a girlfriend? (I can't imagine anyone wanting to spend that much time with me, or having that much patience!))
(7pm) Work was busy today.