I got a letter from Hunter. (It sounds like he is having fun in "sunny, warm, southern California"! ("I have met some fine babes and life is a beach.")-("For Thanksgiving I went to Mexico and had a gas. A drunken gas. Me and a bud grabbed two bitches and went south. Good times.")) (He will be there for ten more months.) (He is going home for two weeks at Xmas. (Good for him!)) (He doesn't say anything about seeing Carrie. (Maybe he is finally moving on?))
I got an Xmas card from Sharon today also.
(10pm) Quiet nite. (Nice!)
The cat has been a little friendlier tonite. (Maybe Erica had a talk with her.)
12-18-87
(7am) The cat woke me up at 5am today.
She is still walking around the rim of the bathtub when I take a bath.
(7pm) Work went well again.
I turned off a bunch more women today. (Yeah!)
I had to drive all over, but I found the cat a scratching post. (She loves it!)
Paydays are neat!
One of my new projects at work is analyzing the possibility of buying a water slide. (Kind of weird to have someone who can't play, analyzing investments in play equipment.)
(8pm) Erica and Miranda stopped by to drop off some new music for me to make tapes of. (Neat!) (Erica commented that I wasn't very good company. (Work is burning me out on people, and I am not very good company right now.))
My line at work is: "I am a worker. I never play." (That works pretty good to turn off women.)
(10pm) Quiet nite. (Nice!)
I wonder if I will ever break down the walls of my prison? (I seem to be pushing women away harder than ever.)
12-19-87
(5am) I couldn't sleep anymore, so I started working on a taping project for Miranda. (Tis nice to give of myself to others!)
I think I will give myself some new music for Xmas.
(6am) Tis nice listening to music! (I have kind of gotten away from it since work started.)-(I will have to take my walkman there.)