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Entries this day: robbie robbie (transcribed from Book Two of my diary) 5:35AM, Monday, June 8, 1992 Yesterday at work I got a one dollar tip for sacking groceries. Cool. Matt won 50 bucks in the Texas Lottery. After work I went to Heather's and ate chicken paprika in exchange for moving some furniture. dude. We planned to go walking today in the early AM. So I'm just about to call her at 5:45 am and we'll both start walking down W. Gray and meet somewhere in the middle. I also planned to do my laundry at 5:45AM, so I got up at 3:30AM and did that. Oh - Today was Psycho Robbie's first 3AM - 6AM Monday show. I called him at 3AM to congratulate him. Oh- the very first song he played was introduced as a sweater song (The title was something about a sweater) So he pushed the button at "One" by U2 came on. I was like, "Uh-Oh" but he switched it to the right song no problem. So when I called him I congratulated him and he said Man, Robert O'quinn (I think) put the wrong tape in the slot!" I said, "yeah he put "One" in there. It's okay, though." I'm on the phone with Heather and told her what's up. I'm leaving to meet her at gate 3. Later Late that night Heather and I enjoyed our walk and are going again tomorrow. Today Fred and I went to UH and played frisbee all over the Agnes Arnold escalators. My feet are sore. I called Castle of Dreams today. Thunder Rabbit came in Very tired. He couldn't open his door (the lock was changed and someone else lives in his room) so he crashed hard right on the spot. I couldn't get back in to upload the message, though. I'm horny. Later permalink prev day next day |