Tuesday, June 9, 1992

12:30 am

One more week in Spain. And so much to do! I worked another 9 hours today and didn't get much done. So many interruptions. I was so frustrated when André kept calling about the tapes he wanted and I couldn't understand everything. I really need to study more. And practice more. Elisabeth stopped by tonight to talk. She's tired of Spain, too. I'm looking at apartments with Frank tomorrow, but he doesn't want something until September. I need to call some places tomorrow. I miss Bob! It was strange sleeping -- and waking up -- alone. I feel so alone right now. I got a ton of mail today. From Andre, Steffi, Antonio, Karen, and Tim and Steve. How fun. Plus my mail from Steve and Bettie. Took me hours to go through it all. I need to get organized for the trip and the move. Who has time for that stuff? I wonder how Bob's doing on his first day back at work? Is he thinking of me? Is he telling everyone of our romantic adventures? Is he settling back into that too familiar, too comfortable to leave lifestyle? Is he going to seriously pursue studying here?


11:00 pm

I really feel that I got a lot accomplished at work today. That's good. I'm getting nervous about an apartment. Mitchell tells me not to worry. His friend will find me something. Annelies says I can stay at her place if I don't find something, so I really don't have to worry. She thinks there's something available near her. Very small, but cheap and a decent sea-view. Still in Pedregalejo, too. There's a beautiful 2 bedroom apartment available over-looking the bull-ring -- a minute from work. But it's $720/month. Too much. Too bad! Maybe when Bob and/or Jenny comes. I don't feel like going out tonight. Although I feel that "I should." Just to Bolivia. Maybe tomorrow I'll go to Queen. Doubt it.