Thirty years ago today
On Monday Nancy was half an hour late to pick up our daughter but she complained that I wasn’t up yet. After they left I went downtown to Susana Wald’s house where she made me a poached egg in chicken broth. After breakfast we started working on packing Ludwig Zeller’s studio. She and Ludwig bought me lunch at a Chinese place. We got it all done in about seven hours and then I stayed for a chicken dinner. When I left she paid me $120. I went to the Crickets open stage and Angeline came later. I bought her a couple of drinks and read one of her poems on the open stage. Afterwards we went for a walk and I ended up spending the night at her place but we didn’t fuck.
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