Thursday, September 3, 1992

2:45 am

Went to Puerto Banus tonight with Joel, Kasia and Helen (from Sweden - British Airways). It was nice. I had always wanted to go there. Very posh. Lambourghinis, Rollses, Porsches -- and the yachts! I wouldn't mind going there more often. Maybe I could "meet someone." Joel knows so many people. Yeah, he's got money. He said his uncle is the tennis coach for Yannick Noah. He mentioned that his sister has a huge yacht. He owns three cars, etc., etc. I really do hate the way he flaunts it. But he's good to hang around with. We spent the afternoon together, too. Went for a drink at the boat club. He made a point of talking (in French) real loud when he got a phone call. On the way to Puerto Banus, he called a friend. Had to play his car stereo LOUD! We looked at a BMW M3 and he argued with the salesman over the 4 million peseta ($40,000) price. But he's still pretty cute. And has lots of connections! So I'll stick around him. I think he got really pissed off at Kasia because she wanted to go home at 1:30. He had wanted to go to Oh Marbella. We went to a rather inexpensive Italian restaurant and then to a bar. I spent $38, but that included the girls' dinners. He's leaving tomorrow for a week again. Oh well. They didn't have the meeting at work on Tuesday. MaƱana. But I stayed and edited a wedding anyway -- so we can collect the money from it. I'm thinking maybe I can hang on until Oct. 15th to earn more money. But, no. It's not worth it. They plan to move the office to Antequerra -- 150 km away -- in January. I've played along like I'll stay. But I won't. Must sleep now.