July 9th, 2002

Roman

about to leave

I had bagels and other stuff at Einstein's bagels with Mary, Elaine, and Joey. Both Mary and Elaine are now off to work and I am about to leave Las Vegas.

Mary met a friend from America Cafe at the bagel place and learned that a guy she knew was murdered. He was the bf of Mary's closest friend at The Palms and referred Mary to the America Cafe. Apparently he was trying to put together enough money to make a down payment on a house and was "set up" by others when he had a few thousand dollars on him. Someone came from behind, shot him in the back of the head, and took his money and car. The services are this afternoon, and Mary is going to try to attend. She was quite broken up by it, thought he was a really nice guy. Who ever figures something like this will happen to someone you know?

I guess Elaine thinks I am some kind of snoop because I read others' journals...hers and Abby's in particular. I enjoy finding out what others think, what they do, I like following their lives, thinking about them. I don't mind others reading my journal.
Roman

home alone...with cats

I got home about a half-hour ago. Nice event-less trip, not so much traffic, no accidents. I finished off puddings I bought and had a quesadilla just now. So I'm full.

It's nice to be home. The place doesn't even look all that bad.