Monday. Class
started at 10:00. Job & Lamentations
with Dan Dyke. I found a check in my school mailbox for $140. I spent most of
the evening in my dorm room, laid over with a headache. I grabbed dinner from
Pizza Hut and hung out with J.T., Morocco, and Kyle for a while. I went to
WalGreens and bought some pens for note-taking. I called Jessie come nightfall,
and we talked for a bit. Justin V. broke up with his girlfriend, and it’s
probably a reliable guess that he will pursue Jessie. She’ll date him, and I’ll
be kicked to the curb. *SIGH* But that’s how things go; history doesn’t lie.
Tuesday. I took a nap after Job
& Lamentations and went to The Anchor for dinner. I’ve been there so
much that the waitresses know me, and they have coffee waiting for me! Back in
my dorm room, I did some editing and revising of losing touching searching,
which I finished in 2007, before the start of my Junior Year at C.C.U. It’s
actually very good—and depressing. It’s all about suffering, but at least it
has a happy ending.
Wednesday. I cried today. I was on Chapter 4 in losing touching
searching, where I write about how happy I was with Julie (a.k.a. Rebecca).
The memories literally hurt. After
class (33 pages of notes so far) I went to The Anchor again for a cheeseburger
and coffee. I called Jessie to talk, but she was on the phone with (you guessed
it!) Justin. I have been contemplating scripture all day today: Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will
grant you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37.14.
Thursday. In class Dyke had me stand up in front of everyone, and he
said, “This is my special friend. We share a secret no one else knows. I caught
him doing something, nothing bad, a very wholesome thing, and when I think
about it, it’s so funny that it makes me want to cry!” I met up with Jobst and
took him to the tobacco shop in Florence, Kentucky where he bought a new pipe.
We went to The Anchor and drank coffee, smoked, talked theology. I called
Jessie tonight, and we talked for two hours! So much laughter and great
conversation.
Friday. Class
was over 12:15. I went back to Mom & Dad’s in Dayton, then went over to
Dewenter’s house. We played chess, drank homemade beer, strummed on the guitar,
and watched Planet of the Apes with
Charlton Heston. Our evening concluded with coffee and cigarettes. Mom ordered
pizza for dinner, a weird way to commemorate the 1-Year Anniversary of Doogie’s
Death.
Saturday. I didn’t fall asleep until 5 AM last night, and I woke at 2
PM. I spent the afternoon writing, went to Dorothy Lane Market for a nice-sized
rib-eye steak, and cooked it at home. I watched American History X and talked with Jessie for a while. Grandma M.
came down from Tipp City. She’s here till the 14th, then going down
to Atlanta.
Sunday. Dad
and I went to Showcase Cinemas by the Dayton Mall and saw the movie Gran Torino. I returned to campus and
went to the Rine lobby where I hung out with Jessie, Faikham, and Deshay.
They’re all in town for an early week. Bullard—a.k.a. “Stupid Farmer”—, Kyle,
Gambill and I hung out till bedtime.
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