Eighty in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Jan. 8, 2006, midnight
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Still counting.

71. I’ve always struggled with alcohol. Ever since my mid-teens. I don’t know why I sometimes get the urge to get drunk, but it’s just there. Coming from a family with two parents who don’t drink (not teetotalers, but I can count the number of times I’ve seen them drink on both hands, collectively). It seems like every couple of years I have to chill out on the booze. I guess it’s just that time. Strange thing is, I barely and rarely drink when I’m in a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship.

72. It has been well over five years since I’ve been in a relationship.

73. I will be even more of a traveling freak in this new job than I was in the past. That doesn’t bode well for the relationship idea. There are just not that many people who will tolerate that right from the start. I sometime pray that I will meet a tolerant fool.

74. I know I’m lovable—I just don’t make it easy.

75. While I still hate flying, I love getting to the destination. Some of my greatest moments of relief and joy have come from the plane touching down on the ground.

76. I do not miss the Great Midwest.

77. I do miss having someone to miss.

78. I haven’t cried in a long time. I can’t remember the last time I had one of those heaving, tear-soaked, soul-cleansing episodes. I’m always relieved afterwards. I guess I’m just stuck.

79. I don’t know if I will ever have children, but the urge to adopt is much stronger than my urge to procreate.

80. I am very, very, very, very, very, very lonely.


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