Last night I asked for a razor. Bill called me last night and said he had a friend visiting from LA who he just knew I would like. I said I’d meet him tonight at 11:00 at the Snake Pit after Wendy and John’s Chinese dinner for Richard and Sarah. I drank a lot of gin and danced around the house while Wendy cleaned the kitchen and we played Bonnie Raitt real loud. Bored and not wanting the day to end with nothing happening to me; I called Bill. There was no answer and on a hunch I showered, painted and went to the Snake Pit. They were there. Chris is a tall, good-looking hustler from LA with a cowboy twang and some boyish naiveté which, by now dear reader, you know I love. We drank tequila shooters and went in the bathroom and made out. Bill is there with some huge country type redneck with no shirt.
August 5th, 1980
August 5th, 1980
August 5th, 1980
Last night I asked for a razor. Bill called me last night and said he had a friend visiting from LA who he just knew I would like. I said I’d meet him tonight at 11:00 at the Snake Pit after Wendy and John’s Chinese dinner for Richard and Sarah. I drank a lot of gin and danced around the house while Wendy cleaned the kitchen and we played Bonnie Raitt real loud. Bored and not wanting the day to end with nothing happening to me; I called Bill. There was no answer and on a hunch I showered, painted and went to the Snake Pit. They were there. Chris is a tall, good-looking hustler from LA with a cowboy twang and some boyish naiveté which, by now dear reader, you know I love. We drank tequila shooters and went in the bathroom and made out. Bill is there with some huge country type redneck with no shirt.