Friday, December 2, 1988

I was up all night and I believe I will be up today too, to reverse my schedule.

Andy was here last night and he answered my questions about my music. I knew what I was doing all along but wanted to be sure. I’m improving by the hour it seems. I played all night. Just think how well I’ll play in a year! How about when I’m 30? I feel bad for Gloria who’s just learning from scratch. She’s never known how to read music and has never known any other instrument before either. I played some really good intense guitar playing for Andy and he really loved it. He loves my lyrics too. He also says that the more he hears me sing, the more he likes my voice and realizes I can really sing.

Speaking of lyrics, I wrote a song tonight for the first time in ages. I really should write more. It will be awfully hard for me to put music to these new lyrics on my guitar, though, cuz my nails are getting so long. I’ll be damned if I’ll cut them, though. I want to see how long they’ll grow this time without cutting them. I’m curious. Since I cut off all the nails before that were thin, soft and brittle from buffing, they’ve really been growing back very fast and hard, too.

I don’t think I’m going anywhere this weekend, but I still have to get gifts. What I’m gonna get, I have no idea.

I spoke to Mom last night who says she’s sending me a package by UPS. I know it’ll never be a portable piano. Probably clothes. Or something decorative.

I also have to pay my rent and see if the albums I ordered came in. I have laundry to do and mail to mail.

Nervous never called last night but he’ll call tonight to see if I need a ride to Salem which he’ll be devastated to see I don’t. I can guarantee anyone it’ll be his first question if I never bring it up. He’ll be so sad I won’t need a ride while I jump for joy.

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