4-13-98 11:15 PM M
In bed. Read some Herzog. More about bitch Madeline. Read a Playboy cover to cover. Worked on Jim a little today. Got to do the hamburger conflict with Fleming next. Pointless, though, it is. Got Brahms in the CD player. That's all I know. Wish I could paint tonight. Ate a lot of shit today. Jack in the Box and KFC. I'll take that coat to the cleaners tomorrow. Got to go to the LACAS office again tomorrow. I really want a good idea for a painting. Called the pharmacy today. I need to switch to a new doctor. Get a physical, a blood test. Slim Jim Phantom spoke of Copper Canyon in Mexico. Spoke of driving to Brazil. Said we should have dinner. What else? Wish I could write some good short stories. I'll finish this journal at school tomorrow. I wonder if the Dodgers won. No meat tomorrow.
4-14-98 Tu 11:15 AM
Fighting an urge for Taco Bell; wanted to make Tuesdays and Thursdays fruit and veggie days. It seems impossible. I got ham back at the house. I got pasta there. Why fight it? Just a couple of 99-cent gorditas. There's a staff meeting today. Going to read some Herzog. NY Times Review of Books. No LA Times today.
I went to the market and bought an apple. Then I remembered I would be after school an extra hour because of the meeting, so I got the two 99-cent gorditas. I have to pick up my coat from the cleaners. They'll get the wrinkles out but can't alter the shoulders like I want. I have to pick up my prescription at Larchmont. I have to find a doctor around here, get a physical. I haven't smoked since like a week ago. Sat with Gabi Mango at lunch today. What else? Burkina Faso. I should work as much as I can this summer. I have to go to the LACAS office today and decide, find out if I still can. The paperwork was due over a week ago. It may be too late. What else? Testing one two three. All the kids are reading. Some of them are reading the Mad books I brought. Not quite public-school appropriate. I wrote a letter to my parents in Idaho. I sent a post card to "Jeopardy!" Mailed 500 bucks to Sacramento because I was too stupid to make any deductions, and then it was too late. I walked to work.
8 PM
Kids are rolling toy cars across the floor of the class. My hands are covered with a fine layer of chalk dust. I just want to chill at home tonight. It sure took a long time to fill this book. It's a pretty boring book, too. How can I make the next one better? I forgot to ask about teaching summer school. Urgh. I'm going to be poor. I guess I can sub at Leo Politi. What else? What else? What else? There's cheesecake in the fridge. I walked a couple miles today. What else? Dodgers will be on against the Rockies when I get home. I've been writing in these things for two and a half years now. Third person, comp book, Jim, Coydogs. What else? Chilly today. Shirelle...What about Shirelle? Rent movies. Ugh. It doesn't work, does it?
In bed. Read some Herzog. More about bitch Madeline. Read a Playboy cover to cover. Worked on Jim a little today. Got to do the hamburger conflict with Fleming next. Pointless, though, it is. Got Brahms in the CD player. That's all I know. Wish I could paint tonight. Ate a lot of shit today. Jack in the Box and KFC. I'll take that coat to the cleaners tomorrow. Got to go to the LACAS office again tomorrow. I really want a good idea for a painting. Called the pharmacy today. I need to switch to a new doctor. Get a physical, a blood test. Slim Jim Phantom spoke of Copper Canyon in Mexico. Spoke of driving to Brazil. Said we should have dinner. What else? Wish I could write some good short stories. I'll finish this journal at school tomorrow. I wonder if the Dodgers won. No meat tomorrow.
4-14-98 Tu 11:15 AM
Fighting an urge for Taco Bell; wanted to make Tuesdays and Thursdays fruit and veggie days. It seems impossible. I got ham back at the house. I got pasta there. Why fight it? Just a couple of 99-cent gorditas. There's a staff meeting today. Going to read some Herzog. NY Times Review of Books. No LA Times today.
I went to the market and bought an apple. Then I remembered I would be after school an extra hour because of the meeting, so I got the two 99-cent gorditas. I have to pick up my coat from the cleaners. They'll get the wrinkles out but can't alter the shoulders like I want. I have to pick up my prescription at Larchmont. I have to find a doctor around here, get a physical. I haven't smoked since like a week ago. Sat with Gabi Mango at lunch today. What else? Burkina Faso. I should work as much as I can this summer. I have to go to the LACAS office today and decide, find out if I still can. The paperwork was due over a week ago. It may be too late. What else? Testing one two three. All the kids are reading. Some of them are reading the Mad books I brought. Not quite public-school appropriate. I wrote a letter to my parents in Idaho. I sent a post card to "Jeopardy!" Mailed 500 bucks to Sacramento because I was too stupid to make any deductions, and then it was too late. I walked to work.
8 PM
Kids are rolling toy cars across the floor of the class. My hands are covered with a fine layer of chalk dust. I just want to chill at home tonight. It sure took a long time to fill this book. It's a pretty boring book, too. How can I make the next one better? I forgot to ask about teaching summer school. Urgh. I'm going to be poor. I guess I can sub at Leo Politi. What else? What else? What else? There's cheesecake in the fridge. I walked a couple miles today. What else? Dodgers will be on against the Rockies when I get home. I've been writing in these things for two and a half years now. Third person, comp book, Jim, Coydogs. What else? Chilly today. Shirelle...What about Shirelle? Rent movies. Ugh. It doesn't work, does it?
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