Friday, July 3, 1992

10:30 pm

I am fighting hard to stay awake right now. I can't believe how tired I am. But Annelies is washing the floor and I have to wait for it to dry, of course. Shit. It's probably best to stay up, though. Get my body adjusted. I managed all right getting here from the airport. Mitchell wasn't there. In fact, I still haven't gotten ahold of him. I don't especially want to go to his party tomorrow anyway. But I should. Maybe Annelies will go with me. Anyway, I took a taxi to the bottom of the hill where I live and then leapfrogged my baggage up the slope. I looked at a studio apartment available here. It's so small, but it's only $230/month. We'll see. I just want to get settled. And I could stay there for 3 months and then move if Bob, Jenny or Alyssa come. I rode my bike down the beach today. I loved it. Yes, it was worth the hassle!