Thirty years ago today
I went out in the early afternoon to have lunch at the Vienna Deli. I had a thin minestrone, a ceasar salad, a lousy turkey sandwich and a Molson Light. I wouldn't go back.
Jennifer called to apologize for not talking with me longer the night before at The Beehive. I did her horoscope and we would probably get together soon.
I spent the rest of the night going through the remainder of the comic strips that I'd cut out and pasting them into a scrapbook. I also organized in chronological order the Little Orphan Annie adventure I'd been collecting.
I finished off the Corona and went to bed around midnight.
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