Sunday, July 24, 1994

I am watching a 4-hour movie now.

A little while ago I rearranged my walls. I also typed part of Bob’s letter. Soon I’ll go type more.

Tom went to his parents’ house yesterday.

Evelyn gave us a food processor for a wedding present. We fried chicken again in the deep fryer. When Tom was at his parents’, he told his ma how I don’t like spices and sauces and salt and pepper and shit like that. He said she then said, “No wonder she’s so skinny.”

I wish to hell I could agree.

So, am I going to get my workout stuff and that Phase-Out this week? I hope so.

Commercial’s over now.

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