10:50 am
So here I am at work again with nothing to do. Pretty stupid. I could be sleeping! We stayed out until 3:30 last night. I still don't know this Dutch guy's name. But I talked to him quite a bit last night. Now I think, hmmm, maybe he is gay. I invited him and Gitta over for drinks tonight. But he's leaving tomorrow! Gotta make a move tonight! But I probably won't. Whine, whine. Why not? What do I have to lose? It's not like I'll see him again. Gotta be bold! He really is too cute! Rafa came over last night, too. Gitta, he and I talked on the terrace. Then Gitta went to the bar and we stayed and talked a bit. I don't know why I'm resisting getting involved with him. I like him too much for it to just be sex, but not enough for it to be more! So we'll remain friends! Friends. Yeah! Gotta have 'em. There was a great Brazilian -- I think -- band at Donde last night. I love watching live music. I wish I played an instrument. Do it!
Monday, August 3, 1992
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