Wednesday, July 29, 1998

I guess those two dreams I had about losing weight, really were the signs I thought they were, telling me that I would lose weight. I woke up at 115½. It'll probably be a while now before I go down any farther. Once I hit down at a new weight that I haven't been at since gaining weight in the first place, it kind of stays there for a while.

Although it's deathly humid out there right now, I hung out the sheets. They should still dry anyway, cuz it's also deathly hot.

Andy told me something else about Quinn and it may be the biggest reason he killed himself. We think that the smaller reason is that he couldn't accept his gayness. But as for the bigger reason, well, there was a warrant out for his arrest when he died and he was looking at doing some serious jail time for drug dealing. He was looking at something like 20 years and personally, if I knew I had to do some serious jail time I'd kill myself, too.

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