Well everything¹s crashing in on me now--school as it is--fortran, materials, ERESA Messenger, car dead, tape trades up the ass...money soon to be a problem, I¹m sure...

It all seems worse than it is, of course, but that doesn¹t make me feel any better--beautiful day here in Arcata yet I¹m inside, taping Neil Young at the Gorge for someone, writing this, waiting for my batts to charge so I can hit the fortran lab and compile my programs--half already due last monday...Fuck.

Greg's gone off to enjoy the weather. Neils & John and Tiffany (kinda cute, don't really know her) went camping.  Little John (John's roomie, a gay mail @19,20?) left with a girlfriend.

Alissa-well fuck Alissa.  She was a bitch, and, lusty as I was, I didn't see it or care.  Furthest I got was feeling her ass, little cunt.  Haven¹t heard from her in weeks, and don't care--our relationship is def. over.  All she woulda been good for was sex, and while that seemed great, the rest just messed it all over--stupid, biased bitch with a nice ass and body--short too--fucking actually called *me* tall!