May 9, 2002–Springfield, MO
On the 157, 643, 241, 708th day Dog created me–and he thought it might have been a waste of his time.
11:49 pm
Dropped CM off at his place about 20 mins ago. Beginning to wonder how many people think I’m homosexual. I tend to have more guy friends I hang out with, and more female friends I consult with, but I am really good in bed…(I am an egotist!)…or does that mean something else.
Sign says: watch for backing cars
I went to punch it on Grand at the Jefferson intersection, and the auto-clutch stalled. Upset. Still loaded on caffeine from the Mud House, no sleep tonight, acute insomnia.
