Friday— Left work at eight pm. McKinley Hill. Had a sandwich for dinner. Discussed our plan of attack for next week’s battle. Adjourn. Columns, JP. Two canned beers. It’s past 12.
Saturday— Palanan bar, three bottles. Washing. Durango. Two beers, down. Two beers, count. Die. 1330, up. Congee shot. 1700, out. Search apartment. All these houses start to look the same. Let me find my street.
