12-10-99 F 12:30 PM
Two more hours 'til I can go home. It's sunny today, but it's cold and windy. I picked up the tux after school yesterday. I stopped in at Poster and Frame and looked through their catalog. I went home and beat. Then I drove out to Pasadena with a flask of bourbon and water to the church where my boyhood friend's, Pablo's, wedding was. I escort a girl named Jenny down the aisle. Her boyfriend is an Arcadia cop. After rehearsal, we had dinner at Burger Continental on Lake and California. I bought a box of Christmas cards at the drug store next to the restaurant. They show Santa fishing with his line tangled in a reindeer's antlers. I had a few Sam Adams with my falafel, stuffed grape leaves, shishkabob, pita bread, chicken, and some kind of cheese pastry. I heard Jenny say they were being naughty. I said, "I want to be naughty, too." Whatever. I drove home. Called my mom. Talked to Rochelle. Had a hard time sleeping. I made the bed this morning and spot-mopped the floor. Had juice, a vitamin, and a cup of cold coffee. Played a little guitar. I drove to work. Got a newspaper. I helped the kids edit their paragraphs. Read the paper. We corrected our math homework. I sat in the employee lounge at lunch. Eileen Horowicz gave me a cup of won ton soup. My tongue is a little scalded. The kids are doing silent reading right now. I've got to try to do a third-person page when I get home. I'm supposed to call Howrad at 3:30. I hope I can fall asleep for a few hours. I invited Ralph and Florelle to the house around seven to warm up some before this party. Ralph told me he invited a girls' basketball team. I'll have to be careful with the booze so I'm not a wreck at this wedding tomorrow. When I'm done here, I'll read some more of "The Gold Bug." I'll make some tacos when I get home. What else?
Two more hours 'til I can go home. It's sunny today, but it's cold and windy. I picked up the tux after school yesterday. I stopped in at Poster and Frame and looked through their catalog. I went home and beat. Then I drove out to Pasadena with a flask of bourbon and water to the church where my boyhood friend's, Pablo's, wedding was. I escort a girl named Jenny down the aisle. Her boyfriend is an Arcadia cop. After rehearsal, we had dinner at Burger Continental on Lake and California. I bought a box of Christmas cards at the drug store next to the restaurant. They show Santa fishing with his line tangled in a reindeer's antlers. I had a few Sam Adams with my falafel, stuffed grape leaves, shishkabob, pita bread, chicken, and some kind of cheese pastry. I heard Jenny say they were being naughty. I said, "I want to be naughty, too." Whatever. I drove home. Called my mom. Talked to Rochelle. Had a hard time sleeping. I made the bed this morning and spot-mopped the floor. Had juice, a vitamin, and a cup of cold coffee. Played a little guitar. I drove to work. Got a newspaper. I helped the kids edit their paragraphs. Read the paper. We corrected our math homework. I sat in the employee lounge at lunch. Eileen Horowicz gave me a cup of won ton soup. My tongue is a little scalded. The kids are doing silent reading right now. I've got to try to do a third-person page when I get home. I'm supposed to call Howrad at 3:30. I hope I can fall asleep for a few hours. I invited Ralph and Florelle to the house around seven to warm up some before this party. Ralph told me he invited a girls' basketball team. I'll have to be careful with the booze so I'm not a wreck at this wedding tomorrow. When I'm done here, I'll read some more of "The Gold Bug." I'll make some tacos when I get home. What else?
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