morning/afternoon. Spent the evening at a bar called Sinners
. Groovy place, long and narrow, deep crimson
walls, black couches
and nice bar. One pool table at the end of the room. Ran said table for a few games, for drinks
. Black Haus
, and my stomach
is still ripped. Randy
drove home, and I passed out on the floor in the living room. Last thing I remember is him placing two hot dogs
by me to eat as I slid into unconciousness..then waking up later and crawling into my room, and falling asleep to the blue light
I left on so I wouldn't puke
. That's a trick I learned awhile ago..it's so easy to pass out
staring at a non-white light
I love drinking
. Yusa (roommates girlfriend) is flying in from Dublin
tonite, we've been cleaning. I like this new apartment, huge with bare walls; I managed to secure some of my smaller antique
pieces of furniture
, they look nice in here. At least someone will appreciate them.
Finially heard from Baltimore
. I should be able to retrieve my paints (my life
, my blood
) and paintings soon. I miss them.
Still haven't found work. This sucks.