I was never one to keep an actual diary, but I did write a few times between 1989-92. Here is an excerpt.
Bill and I had a huge fight over the phone before I left for John and Lydia's Halloween party. I was depressed, but determined to have a good time. My friend Matt, the walking hormone, picked me up. I got smashed within 2 hours. Gotta love
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