Thirty years ago today
I talked to Yvette
on the phone for quite a while after I got home from work. She was bummed out
over her financial situation.
I called Nancy
when she got home and she was depressed about the hyperactivity of her mind. I
talked her into going out to a movie with me.
I checked my mail
and found something from Tom Smarda. I planned on writing him another letter on
the back of a collage. There was a package addressed to Nancy but she told me
it was a bunch of condom samples for me.
Nancy liked the
movie but now that I'd seen it twice I didn't need to see it again. I picked up
the new Festival newspaper but there weren't many movies listed that I wanted
to see.
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