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July 15, 1993

Well, hot damn. Another month flew by without me writing. So, the events at hand are as follows: I will be an assistant manager at the Disney Store in Memphis, but the question is when? I talked with my manager, Janet, and the district manager, Sandy. Sandy told me March, but Janet said something about October. It's all so confusing. My brother came into town this week. He's staying with a friend for a few weeks, and then they are going to New Orleans. I'm goin' to Nashville for a few days in August to see my good friend Laura. We might go to Panama Beach or sumpthin'. Lady is at an interview for Systematics right now. Meanwhile, I'm on hold with the good people at Apple. My printer was fuckin' up and all I did was install the driver again and now it works fine. How odd, eh?! Well, I poured juice on my keyboard awhile back and it got all sticky. I rinsed it out with water and I think it's OK. I'm tired of El Chico, man! It sucks. My rent is about to go up so I think I'm gonna have to opt for the 6 month lease. Well, life is pretty redundant so I will write as things progress. I got the U2 Zooropa CD. I like it OK, except for that damn Johnny Cash song. Laterness!

There's one... set for stun

June 16, 1993

Man, another uneventful day. I worked this morning and ran some errands and wound up watching Star Wars over at Lady's. Someone took the liberty of saying "Fuck you... fuck you" on my answering machine in a disguised voice. I laid out at the pool all day. I think I got some good sun. Well, what the hell. I'm goin' to bed!

June 15, 1993

Oh, Lord! Can it get any worse! Some asswipe backed into my parked car at El Chico! Christ! One more reason to get the hell out of here. Western Merch. still has not contacted me. Maybe I will call right now! Damn, I cannot find her number! Lord. The adjuster is supposed to come and look at my car tomorrow so I can go get estimates. Whee! What a nuisance. Well, I'm having a couple of beers to calm myself down. I'm listening to an old KRFA tape from my DJ days at UA. It's got Canuck as Santa Claus. It's hilarious! Well, that's it for now. My mom is on her way to Wichita today. I've got to get out of here.

Lord...it got worse! Some asswipe at El Chico decided he was waiting too long on his food and just got up and left! No tip, NADA! What a fucker! Anyway, I made about $41 tonight so it was worth it. I have about $215 saved up. Rent is coming up in 15 days so I'd better hurry and make the cash! I'm listening to Beauty and the Beast while I type. I guess it's kinda soothing. Maybe I'll type some more on my Maple Man saga. Later. Oh, the adjuster is coming Thursday to look at my vehicle. Little town... it's a quiet village!

But not tonight...

June 14, 1993

Man! I miss Disney with an immortal passion! No, not the Disney name like I had previously thought. I'm talkin' Orlando, Florida PROPER! Man! I'm playin' a tape I made from a radio station down there and I'm getting nostalgic. Why the hell shouldn't I move there?! I belong down there! I had THE best time of my life there. The end-all-beat-all best time! I think it's time to make some decisions in my life. I have to quit the Disney Store. It's pissin' me off. I don't like it. I've already had someone cover my shift for me on Wednesday because I hate it so much. Actually, I don't mind El Chico. It's kinda OK. I make more money, plus I like the people more. This Western Merch. chick still hasn't called me back. What's up with that?!

I talked to C-Line tonite. Her and Julie are plannin' on going to Fla. for the 4th of July and by God I'm goin'! It's my calling... the more I think about it! What am I accomplishing here? Jack shit! That's what! I'll never be happy here. Fuck! Maybe C-Line will move down there and we can room together or something. Damn! I just have to get there!....(If your name's not Dan... you're not comin' in!!)

Well, tomorrow is El Chico again. I don't like people that put me down for the way I wait tables. I have to be fake. Man, it's not like me to not have self-confidence. Ok, my goal is to get the hell out of here by September. I'll tell Western Merch. that I can't start until the 10th of July or something so I can go to Orlando. Fuck!!!!!!