#* diary.

[mydreamshed]

sterility

[frnanie]

Now I have a temper, which I have not always been able to control - a gift from my mother's side, I think.

July 19, 1990

[frnanie]

There, I've had my second GOOD CRY of the day, whatever can be happening to L'il Fran Goldsmith, Our Gal Sal, who used to be able to chew up nails and spit out carpet tacks, ha-ha, as the old saying goes. Well, no more tears tonite, and that's a promise.

July 8, 1990