Oct 17, 1994
I sewed a button onto my green shirt with blue thread this morning.
Thea came over just as I was thinking of phoning her from a neighbors.
She threaded the needle for me even though she was so hungover
she vomited in my toilet after taking three aspirin. Yesterday, two guys
one Aussie and one Americanpicked her up near Old Jewish Cemetery
and took her for a horse-drawn carriage ride. They said they were CIA
but working undercover for Coke; its one and the same. They called all currency
"gromky" cause they moved from country to country so quickly.
Then one escorted her home in a cab; a three-hour memory lapse,
shes afraid anything might have happened.