8-10-92
(8pm) Erica couldn’t get her car started, so I went over and tried. (I couldn’t get it going either. (I wish I knew more about fixing cars!))
8-15-92
(2pm) Phoebe stopped by again. (She wanted me to go for a drive in the country with them, but I didn’t feel comfortable with the idea.) (Bryan went with them though.)
(5pm) My dad called and visited a bit. (It sounds like they are doing ok.) (He says that, when my ex pays him back, he will invest the money in a house here and rent it to me cheap. (Nice fantasy, but I doubt it will happen any time soon.))
8-23-92
(10am) I called to wish Carrie a happy birthday and bs’d with her awhile. (She liked the stuff I sent to cheer her up.) (She has found a new beau and sounds happy. (Good for her!))
8-26-92
(8am) Giving to giving people is fun and one of the few joys I have left.
Tis quite common that people report not talking to me because they feel they are interrupting. (Lots of people misinterpret me!) (The books say to explain the phobia to others, but that doesn’t seem to do any good.) (I have anxiety attacks so often in crowds and in all sorts of other situations that I seem to be totally dysfunctional whenever I am around others.)
8-27-92
(9pm) Erica stopped by and we went out to Lowell’s. (He was having computer problems and I fixed the problems for him.)
8-28-92
(5pm) My dad called and visited a bit. (It sounds like it has been cool and wet there. (Weird!)) (He says he is sending some money, so I should be able to get my stereo amp replaced. (If I didn’t spend so much on home entertainment I could afford a social life, but I can’t cope with people except at work.))
8-30-92
(4pm) Carly stopped by and bs’d a bit. (It sounds like she likes her new job.)