Sunday, May 10, 1992

9:30 pm

It was really hard to get up for work this morning. I only stayed out until 2:30. I went to Mesalina with French Frank. We talked quite a bit. He's a nice guy. I talked more with his cute Scottish house guest, George, too. But I'm still feeling that I don't have many friends. Annelies came over this evening. I told her that Bob is my boyfriend. She said she has many gay friends -- even knows a Dutch gay guy here. It's so nice to come out to people. Every reaction here has been pretty positive. I think that maybe Frank overheard the conversation. I do think he's gay. Mitchell said he'd ask a real estate friend if he can find an apartment for me. Cool. We have a lot of work to do in the next two weeks. I'll work at least 6 hours/day. Money! Whoever says it's not important ... lies! I talked more Spanish today with Daniel, the guy who's helping us videotape. It's still frustrating not knowing Spanish better. But I'm looking forward to work this week. I think the next 5 weeks will fly by. I'll be very busy working, then Bob will be here. then I'll be in Detroit! Yea! Then I'll come back to a permanent job and apartment. Rosy.


11:00 pm

Oh, I'm getting so greedy! I'm sitting here thinking how much money I'm going to make. I think it could be $2000/month -- more than I made net in Bloomfield. I can live on $100/month. I could save $12,000 in a year! That's incredible! Work one year, travel one year. Hmm. Life! So much potential. I love when I think this way. I'm listening to some cool music on the radio. Kinda WDET-ish. Every night after 10:00. With some red wine, it's perfect to think and write. I'd rather get high, but I still haven't found any weed here.