The Interrogation Homework:

Who am I?- I am Kevin Young. I am 28 years old. I've been told I'm attractive in a seedy, unkempt sort of way. I drink whiskey. I smoke cigarettes. My acting career has made life fairly challenging. I'm educated. I went to school and I'm smart. But, mental health and my excuses of course has made it hard for me to move forward and I feel like a little bit of a loser. Of course being in a relationship with her made me feel strong enough that I felt like I would be fine moving on and dating someone else. Enter Maria. But, now that didn't work out and I feel like shit. I have a hard time meeting other people because I don't feel great about where I'm at in life.

Where am I?- A bar in New York City. Joshua Tree Bar on third avenue downtown area. It's dimly lit with most of the light coming from these chanedelier lights down the middle. The floors are this white pattern tile. The bar itself is pretty classy looking. Dark wood cabinetry and I think maybe a marble countertop. The table I have is nice too it's nice. This is the same bar where we all used to hang out in college together at. The walls are dark green lined with some old photos of the neighborhood. The jukebox still plays music from the 1950s and the floors are lined with sawdust. It's classy, but definitely a little unkempt. A table that has a large ashtray. Two shot glasses empty one full. A glass of untouched whiskey. A glass of water.

What am I doing?- Waiting for Jess to come back and see me again. Trying to get her to take me back after I cheated. Trying to figure out how she's been while I've been away. Interrogating her to figure out how many men she's been with since me.

When is it happening?- Winter. January 27th, 1982. It is 7:38 pm. At around 4 I left her a message telling her to meet me at the bar at 7pm. It is a Sunday.

The day I've head prior

* 8pm-. I went to go see the show by myself because he cancelled. Even though I offered just to go as friends he didn't even want to be friends. what's wrong with me that I can't even get a date to go out with me twice.
* 9pm- I at pizza by myself on a Saturday night. At least it was an anchovy pizza, which I can get now that Maria isn't around anymore. Had a beer. Shit I stained my favorite shirt.
* 10pm-. I started drinking the harder stuff like whiskey coke.
* 12pm-. I get myself over to my bed and I just lay there. Why did I do this to myself? I was happy before right?
* 10 am-. I'm up. I didn't get up at 9. But, I stayed in bed. I really need some water.
* 11am-. I got the water. I need a change in my life. I want to be back in a relationship. I need food. Maybe i'll just watch tv
* 12pm-. I need food. Well I'm already dressed from yesterday. I just want to get in and out of someplace. In n Out isn't an option it's too far away. Burger King is close. It's the only place in the area I can walk to... Maybe I should call Jess to get back together. We had a good thing til I ruined it..
* 1pm-. Finally leaving for food. Should I shower? No don't have time I need to eat something.
* 2pm-. I got foooood. Burger King. Damn these fries are already getting cold. How about... I eat the crispy fries first that's funnn. I'm still fun. There's even little puzzles on this placemat. I'm gonna do the damn puzzles what else do I have to do. I need Jess back.
* 3pm-. call her. just get back to your place and call her. Pick up the phone. All these meaningless dates suck. Go back to someone that matters. What if she still hates me. What if she doesn't forgive me? WHAT IF SHE"S OVER ME AND BEEN WITH SOMEONE ELSE. It's been 9 months a lot of shit could have happened.
* 4pm-. She didn't pick up. I mean that's kind of a relief. I left a message telling her to meet me at our place. At 7 tonight. Maybe I need to dress up and get nice.
* 5pm-Shit I'm overthinking this. She might not come. She hasn't called me back. What's going to happen if she doesn't come. I need to watch tv because I can't think about this. I need a drink.
* 6pm-. Shit you haven't moved and you have to go soon. I can't be late. If I'm late what if she doesn't take me back. I have to leave early. I still look like shit. Oh well I have to get going. Am I drunk? Leave.
* 6:38pm-. I'm here early. Maybe I should go get our table where we always used to sit. Is it a good idea to remind her of the past or a bad idea... I don't know maybe I need a view of the door. I need a drink. Let's get a shot. To calm down.
* 7pm-. She isn't here yet... Maybe she didn't get my message yet. Or maybe I messaged her too late. I need another drink. I'll buy her drink too. To show her how much I remember her. Dewars on the Rocks.
* 715-. 15 minutes isn't bad. I've waited longer before. I've already downed my two shots though. I better get another so I have something to drink when she gets here.
* 730-. Shit. I messed up. She's not coming back. She doesn't want to be with anymore. I screwed up too bad. All for dumbass Maria. I'm gonna die alone. I need a cigarette. No hold off you don't need one yet. You can have one together.
* 738-. She's not coming I"m just going to have the cigarette.