July 12th, 1995

## Spot

\*\*\*Posted July 13th, 1995

**7/12**Sadie, my beautiful Collie, where are you? I don't even really know her -- but still, I miss her. Funny thing is, I'm not usually attracted to bitches outside of my own breed.
Now, don't get me wrong -- I'm not a breedist. I believe all dogs are created equally.... (even Lon), but I've always been attracted to Huskies. There was one exception, back when I was a young Husky, barely out of puppyhood. I fell head over paws for this Dalmatian named Checkers. Ours was a doomed romance from the start. Not because of the difference in our breeds, but because Checkers's owner forbid us from mating. My heart still feels the sadness for her. Checkers passed away many years ago..... maybe I'll tell you the whole sordid tale another day. That's the tragedy of being a 42-year-old dog...you live to say goodbye to many wonderful friends. I'm tired of sitting around watching my Spotmates take control of their lives, while I do nothing but wait for someone to throw me a bone! It's time for me to put aside my doggy angst, dare to leave the safety of my Spot-cocoon, and not return until I find Sadie. I want to tell her how I feel.

**July 12th, 1995**
## Tara

\*\*\*Posted July 13th, 1995

**7/12**Do you notice how sometimes the pitch of your alarm clock can ruin your whole day? Especially if you are a snoozer...then you have to listen to that irritating beep! beep! beep! at least 938 times before actually getting vertical. And forget the whole radio wake up concept. Too whimpy when you need to bolt out of bed and start your day.

Thank God for vacation. One of my favorite feelings in the world is being awoken quietly by the morning sun coming through my windows. Those first moments of the day, sans noisy alarm clock or barking Spotnik, are my brand of Heaven. It's like quiet time was as a child. I slept a glorious 10 hours last night and got out of bed when I was good and ready. It's been a long time since I've had the luxury of hanging out in bed and reflecting on what's been happening before starting my day.

I'm feeling good. Already I feel lighter with the Professor out of my daily agenda (embarrassing term!) What I've really needed for quite a while is some distance on my everyday life. Then I'll really feel refreshed.

Found this discount travel place in Venice. I'm going to buy my ticket to Paris through them, and with a little help from Tyler and possibly this guy from my film school, I will remain plugged in to The Spot and will still be able to make entries.

Guess who's coming with me to the travel agent?

**July 12th, 1995**
## Lon

\*\*\*Posted July 13th, 1995

**7/12**Lon Oliver -- Man of Action!It's time to cut loose of the baggage in my life. I was supposed to work the night shift at the restaurant tonight. I called in and told them "Sorry. Can't make it." My manager demanded an explanation. I said I wasn't in the mood. She said all huffy, "Well then maybe you better get out of the mood to come into this restaurant ever again!" My thoughts exactly.

I'm hanging up my waiter's uniform for good...(I hope) in order for Lon Oliver the actor to have a chance at a career.

Next, I have to deal with saying goodbye to Joanne. I've gotten a lot of terrific advice from you guys about how I should do this. Honesty was the prevailing theme among your suggestions. Chillin', Speedy and Gordon were just a few of you who championed this approach. Mark O. suggested I toy with her until she just gets pissed and dumps me -- and Mark L. suggested I be honest about wanting to break up, but tell her what a "unique and interesting" person I think she is -- I just don't think we're right for each other. I like Mark's idea -- it's an "honest" lie. I'll do it this weekend.

**Have you guys been wondering about the diary I found? I spent an hour reading it just before I wrote this entry and I realized this hippie chick was pretty drugged. Fortunately there are a few glimpses of clarity to share with you ... beginning with the first entry...June 6, 1967.**

July 12th, 1995
## Notes

* For some reason, Spotnik's name is misspelled as "Spot".

## External links

* Spotnik's entry
* Tara's entry
* Lon's entry