3-29-87
(3am) I went down to Hubcaps and caught Lonnie Brooks. (Great music and girl watching!)
Then to Corky's to say hi to Dell and Ashley. (I won $5 on the poker machine tonite. (I was about due to hit.))
Erica commented that the guys at Flippers are "obnoxious". (What does that make me? (All the guys I met there are doing well with the ladies, and I am batting zero. (I guess that makes me slime.)))
I started a new poem tonite. (Neat.)
Touching myself feels good again tonite.
I am still mostly happy.
Oh yes, Sharon commented that she actually does eat her dinner over the sink. (I have heard comedians joke about that, but I had never met anyone who actually does it.) (She says, when it's just her, she doesn't think it's worth the bother of dirtying dishes. (Tis no big-a-deal to clean dishes, and I think I am worth the bother!))
I wonder how many nites I have gone out and gotten loaded, and then come home to write to Erica? (Tis a pleasant habit.)
(4am) I am starting to mellow out. (Tis interesting doing several different types of drugs at once. (The first couple hours at the bar was a constant change in effect and perception. (At first the pot was wearing off, and the shrooms and speed were kicking in. Then the whisky started kicking in. Then as the nite went on, the rushes from the speed and shrooms start to taper off.))
This week the "Colby's" had a weird ending. (How will they fit the aliens in next year? (Maybe they will go and save Frankie?))
Sometimes I miss having Carrie and Samantha around to party with! (We had some fun times!) (Oh well, I chose the hermits life, so I shouldn't bitch.)
Maybe I would do better if I defined the bars to be like work? (i.e., as a place where sexuality can’t happen.) (At work I am more comfortable around women, and interact a lot better!) (If I did, then I might relax enough to build friendships; and maybe I would get molested?) (Tis immature, but any time a situation seems to hold any potential of sex, I seem to retreat into my shell.)
(11am) I feel good.
(1pm) My sister called and we bs'd for an hour. (It sounds like all is well there. (Good for them!))
(11pm) Quiet day. (Nice!)