Mem’ries
Uneventful days like this one are those that I seem to get writing done. Since I’ve nothing eventful lately, I’ll write about a situation a couple months ago. Jeremy and I met a girl at a swimming pool. She was protestant Christian, who attended Good Shepherd church, and loves the Beetles music. (That was a good experience, and even now, 03-11-03, I remember most of the entire event…I also remember now, that the reason I must not have written much about it was to keep from incriminating myself. A lot of my early journals seem to be written so that anyone who reads them will think I’m a real good guy. But, because I don’t want to destroy the historical integrity of those lies, I’ll let some of those interesting stories go untold. At least until I publish them in a book.)