1:02 A.M.

The phone rang at 12:44 A.M. 2x but it was in the bathroom.  It was probably Henry ’cause he’s gotten int the habit of not leaving messages and I usually answer after one ring.  But poo, I feel like talking to him to tell him that for someone who doesn’t know how to give a hickey, he sure did make a strange mark on my neck.

My neighbors are/were having a fight rather loudly.  The cops just came to my door ’cause whoever called them said it was a domestic squabble in apartment C.  I was sort of entertained by the thing.  Why did they have to break it up?

Tomorrow morning Laura and I are going to go to the beach.  Well, Sean’s more appropriately and he wants us to go to breakfast at some place he frequents.  Hopefully I can get someone to work for me Sunday at Nautilus so we can stay longer.  But I don’t know.  Maybe I just won’t show up.

Just saw my neighbor – she’s not looking so hot.  I think boyfriend was taken away by the peace officers, ol Michelle tried to go somewhere in her car but I don’t think she can concentrate enough.

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