I am tired. I am trying to think of some clever and funny things to tell you about why I am tired, but I’m not coming up with anything….because…..I’m tired. Oh wait, wait, wait…..I figured out something clever and funny….I stayed up really late. I got up really early. Now I’m really tired.

How’s that?

On with the diary…..

Sun Nov. 20, 1983
Dear Diary,
I didn’t do much today except sit around Hollie’s house until 5:30 and then I came home and watched a movie: The Day After. It was pretty scary. It was about what would happen in a nuclear war. Tomorrow, I’m going to put matches, candles, etc. in the basement, just in case.

(I’m hoping the “etc.” I was talking about was food. I still have the desire to stock the basement full of rations. When the whole Anthrax thing happened, I bought two basic survival videos and a FM 21-76 Army Field Manual from Amazon. I haven’t watched the videos, but the field manual is amazing. It tells you how to survive anywhere with nothing. I especially liked the traps and weapons section.)

(another side note to the side note: I just went into my bathroom which is in flux. I am cleaning out all of the closets and putting things into organized plastic containers. Two things in an almost empty drawer caught my eye. One was a pair of long fake eyelashes with pink tips that I bought on my first trip to Austin. Krysti and I had girly day and had makeovers at the MAC makeup counter of a department store whose name I cannot recall. I bought these huge spidery monstrosities in the name of glam. I wore them out that night and recall having many drinks and telling a lot of people that it felt like my eyelids were wearing little hats.

The second thing that caught my eye was a dried jumbo shrimp tail in the bottom of said drawer. I picked it up with my thumb and forefinger, and held it to my scquinched up eyes. I would really like to know, who exactly was eating a jumbo shrimp in my bathroom.)

and now, instead of getting back to Diary Cindigo, I’m going to post some pictures.