F journal 7/26

Dear journal,


It's a hard life. I've been trying to be successful but
sometimes I just don't have the weaponry. Today, I organized my
finances. They're really not so badly off, from an apocalyptic
perspective. I have over 3000 in credit card debt but now I'm not
behind and can make small payments. If I can just keep this data entry
job, I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Sometimes I
don't where I'm going. I want to go to law school but I'm not sure how
that's going to work out. I've been dealing with my schizophrenic
brother Jeremy, who can be a very agressive person. He violates
boundaries. He just moved into my apartment while I was gone for the
weekend. He's gone now but I feel really disrespected. But I don't like
the cops and am very unwilling to call them on my own brother. He can
be a very interesting person. Full of euphoric visions and energy, he
can be interesting to be around. He has detailed knowledge about
geography, various aspects of the legal system, parts of foreign
languages, and other miscellaneous topics.


I should mention that last weekend I ate in a Moroccan
restaurant in Portland. It was quite good. I had a lamb and eggplant
dish. As is the African custom, I ate it with my hands. It was quite
good and I felt like I needed the meat. Afterward, I soaked the sauce
in bread. It was kind of a yuppie joint but I'd long wanted to try
African cuisine.