The City is talking about starting drug testing. (Boo!)
5-12-90
(Midnite) Erica stopped by for a few games of dominos. (Neat!)
(3pm) Laundry time once more.
My dad sent some money to get the truck fixed. (Tis frustrating to be so strapped I can’t deal with any kind of emergency outlays!)
My ex still owes my dad $25,000 on the land and trailer she ended up with in the divorce. (He had given us money to buy that property and the divorce decree guaranteed that he would get his money back.) (He is going to try to negotiate dropping that debt in exchange for her releasing all past and future payments from me to her.) (I am not optimistic about that, but it’s a nice fantasy to hold onto for awhile.)
A number of people have said I am looking good since I lost weight. (Hopefully my unconscious won’t screw it up again! (It does a lot of things to make me undesirable!))
5-13-90
(3pm) It has been a blasé rainy weekend!
People guess all sorts of weird things about me. (Freezing up and being lost socially is interpreted all sorts of strange ways.) (I don’t define who I am and I can’t blame others for filling in the blanks.)
5-14-90
(8pm) Nice workout!
Erica stopped by for a bowl and a brew. (Neat!)
She had a fun weekend! (Good for her!)
It sounds like her health is giving her problems again. (Sad!)
5-16-90
(8pm) Nice workout!
Work has been busy!
5-17-90
(4pm) I got forms from the health insurance company saying Joe’s medical bill totaled almost four grand. (I was too depressed to stay at work, so I took off early.)