Thirty years ago today
I got up on Tuesday at around 10:30. I had fried eggs for breakfast and read all the papers but the Sun.
I went to the library to return some books and take out a few more.
I went to Manpower and picked out a couple of jobs. I was on hold for one and the other was on a farm in Scarborough but I would have to call.
I went to Simpson's to return the grapefruit juice and they put the credit back on Nancy's card.
I went to a couple of bookstores and made $4.50 from selling a few books.
I bought chicken legs and pop.
Nancy called me just before leaving work.
Chris phoned.
Nancy called again that night and I read her the April entries from my 1990 diary. I also read to her from Henry Miller's Tropic of Cancer until she got too horny and told me to stop.
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