12-31-89
(1am) I finished up another "Mad movies" tape. (What a hoot!)
Oh yes, Sears says the biggest problem with my vcr was cat hair. (The entertainment center allows me to situate the vcr where D O can’t sleep on it anymore, so that shouldn’t be a problem in the future.)
(1pm) Erica stopped by to say hi. (Neat!)
(2pm) I had a nice walk. (The sun was trying to burn through and it was sunnier than it has been in awhile.)
Tis playoff time so maybe I will watch some football.
(11pm) There is nothing more on tv tonite that interests me.
I hope 1990 is better for all of us!
1-1-90
(9am) Happy New Year!
(Noon) Erica called. (I am having trouble talking. (I have been silent even more than normal lately and my vocal cords are shriveling up even more.))
(8pm) Erica stopped by and dragged me down to the bar for a few drinks. (Neat!)
I am such a lite weight I puked and slept for an hour after I got back home. (Yech!)
(10pm) I have sure been crying a lot lately. (It seems like any stupid tv show sets me off.)
1-2-90
(5am) I woke up at 4am and couldn’t get back to sleep.
Another downside to my menu is that meals usually aren’t done until late. (In order to have a social life after work I would need to figure out a way to cook meals faster.) (When I can afford it I will have to get a microwave.) (Probably the best solution would be if I could afford to go out to eat on nites that I am going out for other reasons.)
(6am) I caught up on the tv shows I missed while I was passed out last nite.
I decided to give up sex again this year for my New Year’s resolution. (That is an easy one!)
(7pm) Erica stopped by for a bowl and a brew. (Neat!)
(11pm) Time for dreamland!
I managed to hurt my wrist somehow. (Annoying and painful!)