12-5-89
(11am) I went to work for a couple hours, but ended up bagging it. (I am feeling a little better, but I am not well.)
(7pm) Erica stopped by for a bowl and a brew. (Neat!)
She says Danny is investing in one of the downtown restaurants. (I hope it goes well!)
TGI payday! (Tis about all gone though. (Oh well, food and shelter are taken care of.))
(10pm) Time for rest!
12-6-89
(8am) I have a nasty headache, so I called in sick. (I have over a month of sick time built up, so no big-a-deal!)
(5pm) Another lazy day of movies and reading.
According to "Playboy", it sounds like oral sex is safer than other forms of sex. (It says saliva neutralizes Aids and stomach acids destroy it.) (Interesting!)
(7pm) I sent out samples to four more publishers. (The most common comment has been that I don’t write traditional poetry. (They say I should throw everything away, study traditional poetry, and start over from scratch. (If traditional poetry readers were my market they would be right.)))
(11pm) Time for my beauty sleep.
12-7-89
(5pm) Pretty mellow day.
I spaced off thawing out something for dinner, so that will be late.
I ran into Linda at lunch. (It sounded like she is ok.)
(11pm) Quiet nite.
12-8-89
(3pm) I took off early to make up for working Sunday. (Nice!)
I was bs’ing with someone from the Court and I asked what the fine was for driving when your license is suspended because of a dui. (She says it’s a minimum of $500 and two days in jail.) (Gwynn is being really dumb!)
I didn’t lose much weight from switching to diet pop. (I will try cutting out fried potatoes next. (That means no vegetables three days a week, but I doubt fries have much nutritional value.))