In Bahamas with B. Bored for a day I bought two tickets for us to fly from Nassau to New Port. I thought they’d cost $200 total. When I got back to the room, I looked at the receipt and a $900 total. I had bought them on my Commerce card and had certainly overdrawn. I needed to go back and get a refund, if I could.
I told B I couldn’t afford it for $900 but she took it personally and asked why I didn’t want to spend the money on her, didn’t I love her? I got mad and said, “Fuck you! Fuck you.”
She had covered her head with a sheet while I was saying this. It wasn’t so bad though. I sat down on a chair or couch in the room and remember her coming out from under the sheet, looking at me.
[02.07.2003]
The Writing of John B. Randall 