8-27-86
(7pm) Pretty boring day.
I just finished repairing another flat tire on my bike. (Such fun.)
8-28-86
(11pm) Quiet nite of typing and tv.
8-29-86
(6pm) Erica called and visited for a bit. (She said she had fun partying Thursday nite. (She said that she had meant to leave me a note inviting me along, but had gotten busy. (That would have been nice.))
(11pm) Quiet nite of tv.
8-30-86
(2am) The music and girl watching at the Top Hat were both wonderful again tonite. (The women all got lucky tonite. (I went home alone again.))
I stopped in Corky's for a brew.
After the bars closed I stopped at 4-B's for breakfast.
The bars were sure busy tonite.
Now I should do what I do best. (Pass out.)
I suppose Erica and Carrie are right, and I need to collect experiences with a variety of lovers, but I am still too uptight (or whatever it is) to even try yet.
8-31-86
(2am) Twas another Saturday nite out on the town.
(11am) I went to the Hat and Corky's and got really shitfaced! (I ran into Lisa in Corky's and bs'd with her a bit. (Weird conversation. (She was hammered too and she thought I was someone else. (Still, I like her.)))) (The waitress at the Top Hat last nite was going to stop serving me, until I assured her that I wasn't driving. (I guess I could get a CUI. (Crawling under the influence)))
(4pm) Quiet day of typing.
I suppose I should stop getting shitfaced every time I go out. (I think that is probably another of my defense mechanisms. (Even if some woman was interested, I am usually too far gone to do anything.))