12-24-86
(Midnite) I am still going over and over the pros and cons of borrowing more money from my dad. (I hate being dependent, but it would sure be nice to have a little help right now.)
(Noon) Good workout.
(4pm) Twas a ten-mile hike, but I went around town and checked into the cost of a computer.
(8pm) There are sure some neat computers on the market today.
Well, I just did Xmas. (Erica gave me some neat things. (Tis nice having a friend.))
(11pm) Quiet nite of drinking and writing letters to friends.
Maybe I should pick up some different books to read. (The tax law is a real nitemare, and not something I enjoy reading.) (I am still working on Pynchon's book, but it's one of those where I read a few pages and then I have to wander around pondering for a few days before I read more.)
12-25-86
(Midnite) Merry Xmas!
(2am) I have definitely been dipping into the Xmas cheer tonite. (I am feeling good!)
Now tis time for the Doors.
(10am) Tis a beautiful morning.
(Noon) Nice walk.
(4pm) Nite four of spaghetti was okay.
So far it has been a quiet day of solitaire and music. (Nice.)
(8pm) Where does the responsibility lie for raising a kid, when a woman gets pg to try and trap a man into marriage? (It takes two to make a kid, but is the guy responsible when a woman goes off the pill as a part of a scheme to catch him? (I can see that the responsibility is equal in the cases of mutual choice and accidents, but is that still right in the case of deception?))
Erica keeps telling me to just wear rubbers and stop worrying about catching something. (I just can't figure out what good that is going to do me in eating pussy. (Maybe use Saran Wrap and eat her through that?))
I am dipping into the Xmas cheer again tonite. (Yum.)
(11pm) Carrie called and visited. (Twas wonderful hearing her voice again!)
I don't want to think about how much I miss Carrie. (She comes into my thoughts often enough as it is.) (Of all the women I have met, I think sharing life with her would have pushed me the furthest.)