Wed. 10-23-02

Ick, ick, ick, yuk! Puke, puke! Don's on a date tonight & so Brett & I took it upon ourselves to clean some **** outta' the boat. This man has a serious psychological problem. I mean, chunks of broken wood, broken cords, empty pudding cups, dirt, dirt, dirt, things that we don't even know, ****! & all this & more was just in one quarter berth (sleeping spot)! We got a whole box filled (a big one) of **** we thought he'd like to keep, & 2 or 3 huge black garbage bags full of throw away stuff.& 1 big bag of garbage he'll probably want to look through! Augustino stopped today & brought us a wet/dry vac. But he wouldn't take a picture of the boat, 'cause we don't have the inside cleaned out. I said, "Well isn't it more important to get insurance & secure a slip!?"
& he's like, "No, no! You clean the inside & then we'll take the picture & bring to the dock master & maybe get you extra week."
I'm like, "There's a boat already comin' in on the 1st."
"Who told you that?" he asks.
I tell him Don did. He talked to the dock master already. Then he tells me we're gonna' do it anyway 'cause the dock master probably just said that 'cause they want him out & this 'n that. So whatever. He also wants us to sand & varnish all the wood. So after he left, we started on that right away. Of course we didn't finish sanding or anything. We're not even close. & then we took a break & ate some spaghetti & I called ____.

I'm gonna' skip some drama here that I don't think anyone would be too interested in reading.

& then, we went to get spaghetti sauce for our noodles. I guess we didn't eat until after that. On the way to the store- we had to walk our bikes, 'cause mine had a flat- he's talkin' about what we're doin' out here. How when he was here w/Kit doin' this same ****, how he suddenly had to leave. He'd told Kit, "I don't know what it is man, but there's somethin' I have to do." He thought it was maybe to finish school/get his G.E.D. (which he never did), or put a show together (which never amounted to anything 'cause all those people are screwed up now). So he says, "I'm assuming it was you. Ya' know? I mean, I had to go back for some reason, &...there ya' are."

So um, Don's still not back & Brett's on his way to sleepin'. Neither one of us are lookin' forward to to seein' how Don's gonna' take the fact that we went in there & delt w/some of his ****. So I hope to fall asleep soon too. I called my dad tonight also. He's SO happy for me. He thinks it's real cool. & I was so happy to talk w/him. He always makes me feel so assured. Remindin' me of Romans 8:28 & tellin' me to not worry & God will work it all out & to just do good for other people always! But my hand hurts from tryin' to write all this down, so I'm gonna' rest & try to sleep now.