Thinking back over the past few years, most of my experience with sexuality has been through the stories I have heard from others. (Most of which were sad. (The things they caught that they hadn't meant to catch, abortions, what snakes/sluts the others turned out to be, about emotional turmoil, about financial problems, about how lives were disrupted and made more complicated, .…)
10-20-86
(3am) Quiet nite of reading and tv.
(3pm) Last nite I went over and helped Miranda get her VCR going. Then I read and watched tv.
I worked out at the Club this morning.
There was an ad for a CPA job, so I sent off an application for it.
Erica dropped off some oriental food for my dinner last nite. (Delish!)
(7pm) Nice walk.
10-21-86
(Midnite) Quiet nite of reading and tv.
(10pm) I walked for a couple hours tonite and took myself to "The color of money". (Good flick.)
10-22-86
(2am) Quiet nite of tv and reading.
(2pm) Good workout.
Other than that, it has been tv and reading.
I am doing pretty poorly on cigs again. (Oh well, I have got more serious problems to deal with.)
I got a letter from Hunter. (He says his holiday to Georgia was much fun.) (He is still off of drugs, so he can get into the Coast Guard.) (He says he may go traveling through the southwest soon, and he may stop in to visit Carrie and me along the way.) (He says he bought me a birthday present, but lost it.)
I sent out some more letters.
(7pm) Nice walk.
10-23-86
(1pm) Last nite was a quiet one of tv and reading again.
(7pm) Nice walk.