18 June 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

I was horrified to discover that another rash had sprung up on my body. I was presumably to take off my shirt in front of a woman that evening.  So I set about sabotaging my date with Melinda.

First, I smoked a spliff with Daniel, then went up to Manhattan in a very disoriented state.   We went to-- dinner?  Oh yeah, down at the 79th St. Boat Club.  Then, we saw the latest Ozon, 5 X 2, and had a drink at a chachie place called Northwest that had excellent Negroni's.  I grabbed a slice at the umpteenth Original Ray's and went home.