Home St LaCroix| august 22 | 11am

Just got back from Pepitos.
I’m going back to bed in a minute. Matt gave me a lift uptown
Calhoun and I sleepwalked back from there stopping at some
antique shops along the way. I tried to buy a TV and video last night
but my card wouldn’t take it. So Rob and Mike had to take me back
with no tv. Poor me. We watched a movie called Barcelona in their
place instead. I got he coffee made this morning which is more than
I can say for Henry the lazy cunt he didn’t even turn up.
But I was glad I got the coffee made and I shared at the
meeting which I enjoyed.

It’s a nice day. The life here is fucking great.
The pace is slow and the girls are clean And after all I only
need one. Or one at a time that is. But with me, one thing
happens Like the fact that the typography might have have to
be on two lines instead of one in my BMV print ads and I’m off.
The job, the house, the reason I’m here in the US falls apart.
They’ll fire me. I’ll have to resign out or sheer inadeqecy.

I’m still recovering from Beaumont’s girlfriend brushing her
beautiful breasts against me. And then suddenly dropping out
of sight to her knees. Slut. What would Beaumont think?
Who cares? What if she was my girlfriend? What if I had been
shagging her the night before and suddenly there she is
offereing her breasts to another man.
Women are only after one thing.
Money.

I had a fucking great sleep earlier on, maybe two hours
or so. I thought I had only slept for a few minutes because
the CD I had put one wasn’t finished but I soon realised that
it was on repeat.

Anyway I went out to Sound City and the guy said he couldn’t
accept my cheque because it was a starter cheque.
Fucking embarrassing since that Swedish guy was there at
the same time. I was mortified. Anway the boys Rob and Mike
were cool I like them a lot. They’ve been very good to me.
In the end mike ended up saying he’d sell me his TV and video
together for $650. $200 less than the shop wanted and no tax.
So I jumped at it. He wants to buy a brietling Watch $900 so
I was happy with that. We rang Martin Bob and Ike and I and
he says his girfriend is about to leave him for good this time.
He said her father was going to pick up her stuff tomorrow.
He said he’d just come back from Ally Pally whether
was ahuge AA convention on.

We drove into a money–raiser car-wash thing run by
teenage girls. You drive up and park amongst them.
Then they surround the car in their little sports bras and shorts
and begin soaping the car. It made a deep impression on me
and the others in the car. No one spke for some time after.
Or if they did I didn’t hear anything. I rang ma and she said
something strange. She said she heard the word Minesota
mentioned on te TV and then changed channels so she wouldn’t
have to watch it. She wants to avoid anything Minesota-related
precisely because I guess I can’t. I think she might only be trying
to get a grip on me by saying she’s only going to New York and
not to me in Minesota. I was hurt by that at first but now I think
what the hell. Derry’s got a date with Anabelle tomorrow night.
Poor bastard. He asked me if he should kiss her or not. Me?
I said, as knowledgeably as I could…"kiss her on the cheek
no more than that"

We went to Ike’s sister’s barbeque.
Her boyfriend’s French. Jesus I wasn’t able to hide my
intolerence. I really did feel superior. I know I‘m sorry
there was one guy who asked if I played Rugby.
When I said no he said,
‘Oh he says because you look like a hooker”
(Stocky in other words)
‘And you look like a pimp” I said without thinking.
He looked quite shocked but then I back peddled
‘But sometimes working in advertising I feel like one”
hwe looked even more shocked after that.
Yes yes it was the best I could do. I hated him and everyone in
there and from that moment I wanted to leave from the moment I got
there and then they were all drinking and starting to get louder and
louder until Mike bailed me out.
‘We’re going to te movies we have to get tickets etc”
I ate one burger and two kebabby things I could have eaten
5 burgers no problem. The the state bird ( the mosquito) began
it mass migration to our table and the carnage began.
They were passing a bottle of “bug repellant “around like ketchup.
We left. I exhaled.