Saturday, January 6, 1996

I did an awesome drawing of a woman. There’s one problem, though. It looks nothing like the person I was trying to draw which is Gloria.

I was talking to Andy when my throat began getting scratchy and I was like, oh no! I hope I’m not getting what Tom just got over. I’m fine now, thank God, but my lungs were tight as hell. I took a Benadryl capsule which made me drowsy.

Tom went to work on his aunt’s water pipes and I guess she paid him good money cuz he just called and said he’s gonna stop at KFC. So, that’s good that we can afford that on top of the groceries we’re gonna need tomorrow.

I can’t believe that having to go a week and a half without sex was no problem for me, but it wasn’t. I wonder if we’ll do anything tomorrow. Will he cum? No way. I know he won’t.

We filled out an application to be customers of Excel and we put Kim’s name down as our representative. I can’t mail it out yet till she gives me her ID#. I left her a message about it.

Today animal cards with flower drawings went out to Bob, Larry, Tammy and my parents. I’m holding off any mail to Kim till the 22nd. If I mailed something out on the 22nd which is a Monday, it should arrive on the 25th. Two days after she returns.

I totally love her cat calendar and the weekend has two smaller pictures of cats. It’s supposed to be for an office, so they figure you’re probably not gonna be there to change it to Sunday.

Andy was bitching non-stop for quite a while about the coworkers of his that he hates. He really loves to talk about others, but I don’t mind. The guy’s got to get it out somehow.

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