3-13-92
(Noon) TGIF!
3-14-92
(10pm) Erica stopped by earlier on her way to play pool. (Neat!)
It sounds like Miranda still hasn’t figured out what to do.
Erica has another job interview. (Hopefully this one will go better!)
3-15-92
(5am) D O just woke me up. (She got locked out when Bryan came home and she was sitting on the roof of the building next door, staring at my bedroom window and crying.)
I was having a dream when she woke me up. (I will only say Carrie was in it and it was x-rated. (Considering I repress that aspect of myself during the day, it isn’t surprising I am doing it in my dreams.))
(4pm) I haven’t written up my notes in awhile! (There has just been too much inner turmoil and not enough privacy. (The former is settling down some as I adapt to the new environment. (Putting a lock on my bedroom door has helped the later.)))
I got him some anti-tick stuff to use when he bikes up into the hills, and I haven’t seen any more ticks since then.
Today he is sleeping a lot. (He says he has a cold.) (Hopefully it isn’t something from a tick bite!)
I have retreated into the bedroom and have been sitting on the bed writing for a few hours. (Nice!)
(9pm) Another quiet day here. (Nice!)
Tis nice we are getting a little rain!
So far there isn’t too much that has bothered me about company and I have dealt with most of it fine. (Between school, work and bike rides he is gone enough that I am getting some time alone.)
Work is picking up. (Budget time has arrived!) (Tis nice when the days go quickly!) (All in all I can’t complain about this job! (It pays well, rarely requires overtime, is pretty secure, and allows me to avoid people most of the time.))
(10pm) I wrote some poems. (Neat!) (Installing the lock on the bedroom door gave me the psychological space I needed to write again. (The unconscious mind sure is weird!))
Time to listen to the rain and drift off into unconsciousness.