7.13.1996
I have been in Spokane, Washington for exactly one week. I'm bored out of my mind. For being a large city, Spokane sure doesn't seem to have much going on. Perhaps when I get paid I can spend some more time searching the downtown area for some sort of social scene, but I'm not very optimistic about what I may find.
Jennifer has been constantly on my mind since I left town. I've been dwelling on many aspects of our relationship. I can't help thinking about her because I don't have anything else to occupy my time. Jennifer was successful in forcing Nikki to move out of her house. I moved in. Leaving B Street was tough, I knew living with Jennifer was going to be risky and I didn't want to leave all my friends behind. Something in the back of my mind was hopeful that if I moved in with her she would see I was serious about our relationship and things would change for the better. The first few months were an improvement, but after that it became very depressing. It was the same old thing. No sex, constant television watching, no friends allowed over for dinner except Senor 23, and more no sex. You never really know someone until you live with them. Jennifer was still pressuring me to marry her but I didn't want to jump into it. My compromise was that we should live together for a long while first and then if everything was still good we could take that next step.
One of the reasons I took this job was to see if Jennifer would miss me. I also took the job back at Bill and Dave's because it offered more money than my job at TDS. This meant the two of us would be much better off financially. She doesn't make a whole lot of money at Starbucks. Looking toward the future this job made more sense, but Jennifer hasn't seen it in that light. Instead she has been resentful towards me and keeps telling me I have "abandoned her" as she puts it. Give me a fucking break, woman. Things between the two of us had better change soon. This is junk.
Jennifer has been constantly on my mind since I left town. I've been dwelling on many aspects of our relationship. I can't help thinking about her because I don't have anything else to occupy my time. Jennifer was successful in forcing Nikki to move out of her house. I moved in. Leaving B Street was tough, I knew living with Jennifer was going to be risky and I didn't want to leave all my friends behind. Something in the back of my mind was hopeful that if I moved in with her she would see I was serious about our relationship and things would change for the better. The first few months were an improvement, but after that it became very depressing. It was the same old thing. No sex, constant television watching, no friends allowed over for dinner except Senor 23, and more no sex. You never really know someone until you live with them. Jennifer was still pressuring me to marry her but I didn't want to jump into it. My compromise was that we should live together for a long while first and then if everything was still good we could take that next step.
One of the reasons I took this job was to see if Jennifer would miss me. I also took the job back at Bill and Dave's because it offered more money than my job at TDS. This meant the two of us would be much better off financially. She doesn't make a whole lot of money at Starbucks. Looking toward the future this job made more sense, but Jennifer hasn't seen it in that light. Instead she has been resentful towards me and keeps telling me I have "abandoned her" as she puts it. Give me a fucking break, woman. Things between the two of us had better change soon. This is junk.
posted by factory_peasant at 6:23 PM
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Thanks Wad.
Yep, lots of the earlier posts are titled with the date I originally wrote in my journals. The other posts are being written daily from my memory. I've also been calling up former coworkers and digging up people I haven't talked to in as much as ten years to ask questions and make sure I'm getting this stuff right. I even talked to Senor Strange a couple of weeks ago and I haven't seen him once since he moved out of B Street.
I talked to my nice boss from TDS about a month ago and I tried recently to get hold of John the FSO, but so far I haven't had any luck. Barney and Dave have been a huge help with loads of the TDS mayhem.
Much more to come. We're now about to enter the wacky world of 1996-era Spokane. It's like a warped dimension of Twilight Zone proportions. For reals...
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