Sunday, March 15, 1992

I slept 12 hours, and believe me, I needed it. I did wake up several times during the early morning and early afternoon due to next door’s commotion. I feel much better, though, that’s for sure.

Tammy is still doing well but has had 1 cigarette. I spoke to her at 4:00 this afternoon.

I got up and did my hot oil treatment after I took a bath. Tonight, since I know I’ll be up all night, I’ll work on my drawings and do some editing. Sometime I’ll have to record me and Shadow meowing at each other and edit that.

I’m gonna try calling Kim to see if she’s gotten my second letter, and maybe Bob, too. Jessie will surely call when I’m watching Columbo.

Right now I’m gonna finish my coffee, then go sing.

Later...

I did some singing and that has been much better and so has my breathing. However, if I get too little sleep and smoke too much it creeps up on me.

As I told Tammy before I moved here my usual schedule was crazier, but I at least was able to sleep. The things that used to wake me up back then were a joke compared to here.

There have been lots of things I hated and swore I’d never miss. Then once a certain situation worsens, I miss them like hell. The only other problem on Woodside, besides the noise outside or from Shadow, was Brenda. Her desperation and clinginess could not always stop her from ringing my doorbell. I had to tell her a billion times, then finally scream at her and cuss her out big time to get her to stop.

I just gave Shadow the rest of my chicken dinner. He really enjoys it outdoors. I usually have him in on his leash at night. When he wants to go out he goes to the door. I guess those earplugs do serve another purpose. That’s having him in at night. His metal leash makes so much noise clanking against the floor, his bowl and his litter box which the earplugs block out.

Time to go call Kim. If she’s home.

Later...

Bob’s phone was busy and there was no answer at Kim’s. I called Andy who said he received both my letters. The postmark said New Haven. He said the phone company removed his long-distance block, but he didn’t want to get carried away with ringing up his bill. Tuesdays and Wednesdays are his days off so hopefully, he’ll call me one of those days.

The movie is on now, but it’s in the middle of a commercial.

It’s still freezing out. I hope it starts warming up. I wanna go to the beach!

Andy says he’s counting down the days till we see each other. I can’t wait.

Later...

The Columbo movie was ok but not as good. Not the usual thing either. Rather than the usual murder plot, a policeman’s wife was kidnapped. Naturally, they saved her right before she was gonna be killed.

Last night I saw an amazing stunt show. The people involved in these stunts were suicidal in the worst kind of way. One man rode his motorcycle over two big 18-wheelers. There was a ramp on the back of one rig and one on the front of the first rig. Both rigs with their attached ramps drove forward 30 miles per hour. The second one was a guy in a speed boat and a guy water-skiing. They both went off one ramp while the skier went off the other. The skier did a somersault while in mid-air. Then, the guy in the boat flew off the ramp over 120 feet for a new world record. The last one was quite bizarre, called Dangerous Crossings, and that’s a great name for it. A plane flew 40 miles an hour just a few feet off the ground, careful not to be 3 feet higher cause of the car about him. A car would cross above the plane while a motorcycle would cross up above them both. It was awesome.

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