I feel good!
4-22-89
(1am) Time to sleep!
(Noon) Laundry time.
Eventually I need to find a girlfriend! (Going it alone isn’t a healthy long-term lifestyle!) (Fucking no one and fucking everyone are functionally the same thing, as either way a person is unable to make a commitment and come to terms with both physical and emotional intimacy.)-(With Aids and herpes and the current upsurge of syphilis; I think fucking no one is a safer choice; but human beings do need touching and physical intimacy, and long term celibacy isn’t healthy either.)
Miranda and Joey stopped by just after Erica left last nite. (They wanted me to go to the Rhino, but I couldn’t make it out the door. (Tis real hard for me to leave the apartment anymore.)) (They do make a cute couple!)-(I hope it works out for them!)
The lighting storm last nite was neat!
Come summer my bedroom is going to be too hot for sleeping in there. (I will be switching the plants over to a 12-hour day soon, which will help a little.)
Last nite it dawned on me that Gwynn doesn’t forget things so much, as she just doesn’t hear what others say.
Cocaine is a nice treat!
Giving up sex is what being single means to me.
I was invited to another work party. (Twas last nite and I spaced it off.)
From what Erica says Artie has a higher profile here than in Bozeman. (From what I had heard, in Bozeman he had others he fronted the cocaine to so that he could avoid selling it himself.) (If he is as hi profile and out on the edge as Erica says, he is probably being watched.)
Erica was worrying about Charlotte again. (Hopefully she will go see somebody!)-(She isn’t going to be happy and find the joys of life until she lets her anger go!)
(5pm) Nice workout!
I let D O out for a few hours.
(11pm) I had told Erica I would come down to the bar tonite, but I didn’t even come close to making it out the door. (Tis hopeless now!) (We were going to celebrate seven years of being alone. (Tis probably better to celebrate being alone, alone.))