I am not ready for more than platonic relationships now and friendships with women are the best I can do.
I like the Judds' new song "Mama he's crazy". (I still think someone would have to be crazy to want someone like me, unless I find a way to overcome the phobic reactions.)
I think I needed to quit the bars. (I wasn't accomplishing my stated goals, and needed to withdraw and make changes in me.)
(9am) Well, I better stop typing and get ready for my job interview.
Slowly but surely I am getting the living room arranged so it's nicer.
I seldom worry about fires, but I do have things set up so all I have to do is get me out. (Insurance will replace the things and a copy of all my writing is on diskettes at Erica's place.)
I can't blame people for getting tired of my behavior. (Tis hard to understand.) (I tend to be a drag to be around and dependent, and that becomes tiresome to be around.)
I have been collecting information from the newspaper on things to do and places to go here.
If I try bars again I think I will try Charlie’s and Luke’s. (The average age appears to be a little higher there than the other downtown bars.)
I suppose another option would be to try white collar bars where the yuppies hang out, but I have always preferred blue collar bars. (Another reason I will never succeed at accounting.)
I am a bit nervous about this interview.
(11am) The interview went ok. (I will know Monday.)
(2pm) I still have a bunch of pages to go, but I can't make the eighth addition to "Outlaws and Poets" any bigger and still get it to fit on a diskette. (I am going to print out the eighth addition and start work on the ninth.)
(7pm) Enough typing for today.
(9pm) Nice massage.
(11pm) Quiet nite. (Nice!)
I should finish catching up on the typing tomorrow. (That will be nice!)
I gave my body a week and a half off from Nautilus and five days off from walks, to see if a break would help me break through the plateau that I have been stuck on. (A few people suggested that, so I am giving it a try.) (I am looking forward to getting back into the routine.)
The City job doesn't pay as well as I thought it did, but I could survive on half my take home pay. (That would be nice!)
I am still pondering on a new cover letter to send to publishers with the sample from "Feelings".