(8pm) Erica stopped by for a bowl and a brew. (Neat!)
Again I wasn’t very talkative. (Such a social moron!)
(11pm) Time to crash!
10-28-89
(11am) Laundry time again.
The neighbors seem to have mellowed out and are leaving the hall lite on. (Nice!) (Maybe their friends complained about stumbling up a narrow dark stairwell.)
Erica described a nitemare that suggests that she hasn’t come to terms with her father’s death. (She does tend to repress her feelings. (That only works for so long and then it starts bubbling up to the surface.))
Several people have told me JD makes them mean, but I have never had that reaction to it. (I drink such weak drinks anymore that I rarely get even close to being drunk.) (The worst that I ever got on it was that I would wandered around a bar asking women if the wanted to fuck. (No one was interested. (I can’t blame them!)))
According to the newspaper there is a strip joint downtown now. (I will have to check it out one of these nites!) (It has been awhile since I have seen a real live naked woman. (Another part of life I both love and fear!))
(4pm) I am not having any luck making it to the Club on Saturdays this month.
One advantage of broke weekends is I don’t have to try and get psyched up to go downtown! (That is a painful process, and I get depressed when I fail.)
I have enough washer tickets for another three weeks at the laundramat I go to. (I think I will look for a new one after that.) (They aren’t maintaining the equipment and they keep raising their prices.)
10-29-89
(Midnite) Another blasé Saturday nite. (Such a wild and crazy guy.)
Tis time to set the clocks back again. (I used to love this nite in my bar days, because the bars stay open an extra hour.)
(10pm) Quiet day. (Nice!)
10-30-89
(5pm) Busy day!
(8pm) Nice workout!