[Again, this entry starts out entirely illegible, until finally I can make out a few words.] I am falling asleep. My X's have dropped into the hundreds for some reason unbeknown to me. [words illegible] movie I saw was weird. [words illegible] my what godawful bad writing. I can do better than that now and I am riding in a car. Yes I am riding in Agsten's Fairlane 500 and writing.
THIS is a collection of Journals I kept, starting in 1972. I am adding entries here as I find the old journals and type them.
(Please Note: This is in "Blog" format, so to read journals in chronological order, start at the bottom, with the oldest post first, and read upward.)