February 3rd, 1976

Yesterday was so bitterly cold and it had snowed the night before. I waited and waited for a bus. An enormous group of freezing people were waiting on Wisconsin Avenue. Finally, I was so frozen I had to go home. I decided to take the day off. Later in the afternoon, I went to Georgetown to open a checking account. I knew Richard was moving yesterday and I knew I was within a block or so of his apartment. I saw his car and the movers and just walked into the apartment. We went back to the house and I helped him move some things and we bought some beers and went back to his apartment. The big subject came up. MONEY. After establishing the fact that he would receive the deposit back on the house– he still insisted on a post-dated check for half the utilities in Arlington and also holds me responsible for all the unpaid bills. Needless to say, we had an argument that ended in his asking me to leave. I left with him screaming at me in the doorway. I walked immediately to the Grill and started drinking. 

This is midafternoon. I called Allen and asked him down to join me. Knowing that Bruce was coming by last night. As a matter of fact, the main reason I felt compelled to go to Richard’s yesterday afternoon was because I was supposed to go visit him last night and I knew I had a date with Bruce. Allen and I kept drinking and finally left the Grill and went to Mr. Henry’s. After Mr. Henry’s we drove to G.T.’s and after G.T.’s we went back to the Grill. I managed to spend twenty dollars or so, and come back feeling guilty and miserable. Meanwhile, my apartment is dirty and sad. Bruce came over God knows how many times last night. Also when I was at Richard’s yesterday I left with his keys in my coat pocket– accidentally. The people who were moving in the house couldn’t get in. I had to take the keys back last night– Richard sitting all alone in his apartment. I just feel sorry about everything.