Monday, December 30, 1991

Once again there is a good God after all! I have gotten a phone for sure!! Yes, I have a phone! A connection to life! I made a deal with the phone co. to put long-distance blocks on my line and they went along with it. Thank fucking God! It’ll be hooked up tomorrow. I’ve got to let Tammy know, who was proud of me and quite happy about the blocks. Tammy’s gonna tell Mom and Dad. They can call me on New Year’s Eve as I can receive long-distance calls. Tammy, Bill and the girls are going to Etta’s house (Bill’s sister).

Somehow I’ll notify Andy and Fran and I can get in touch with Cassandra just as soon as it’s working. Cassandra lives in Sunderland and is listed so I’ll call her home phone. The Institute at Newton (the agency she works out of) is long distance in Westfield.

I’ll call the CC, too, and also Tracy to let them know I’m alive. I feel like I’ve just barely made it through. Believe me when I say I’d hate to endure any more trouble, be it my fault or not. I’ve got to behave and I hope shit starts to work out. I need a good long break from any kind of bullshit from anyone. It was bad enough having to go through all the isolation and all the other stuff out here all alone in the boonies. Therefore, one can just imagine how it feels to do it with no phone. Now I have a little less of that caged animal feeling knowing I can call the CC when I hit the really really low spots in my life while I’m still living here.

Also, I don’t have to fear for my life if I have an asthma attack and no one was home next door. Like I said, an asthma attack is no way to go no matter how much you may wish at that moment you could drop dead. I can also schedule the appointments I need to make.

I called Tammy from Kim’s phone and as soon as my phone’s working I’m gonna leave that ad again from her phone. That way this gay woman who claims to be ultra-feminine can call me.

Speaking of Kim, she just won a contest naming 3 songs in a row over the phone. I don’t know which radio station but she won a weekend stay for two at the Marriott. Either in Springfield or Boston. I hope it’s Springfield. She doubts Mark is gonna want to go and I sure hope she’s right. Man, oh man, do I ever need a vacation! I love staying in hotels and being able to go swimming! Maybe we can work on convincing him how much he’d hate it.

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