This entry is from an ancient 1980 paper diary tucked away on our bookself. Rereading it revealed how much has changed, how much I am the same (in spite of growing up) which inspired my typing it into a 21st Century friendly form to share with the world - starting here.

Not one of the most inspired days I've had. Last night I stayed up late - No, I guess I didn't. This being written on Friday evening - I'm at Lucy's Dad's guest house waiting for them to get back from Din Din so we can go to see Iggy Pop. Hmmm - now what did happen Last night?

Oh yeah - I got off work early - Good thing because I needed a nap after getting up at 2:30 AM last night and not going back to bed. I was on time to Mr. Lynch's class lecture this morning - with an Amaretto and coffee in hand. Now that is definitely Mod. Found that word in a magazine today. I think I'll clone it and send it to Mr White. The son of a bitch still hasn't called or written.

Not much happened today at all. I felt like I wanted to go out and play - but no opportunities came up, etc. So I just slept - and it felt fine! If I remember anything Earth shettering about today - it will be added at a later date.