April 9, 2004
I have only had a martini once in my life. My beverage of preference is red wine. A glass to two glasses almost every night. Lately I keep thinking that my lips are permanently stained purple. Some of the wine must be too cheap. There is alcoholism in my family background. I never knew my great grandfather, but have heard that he beat one of his daughters on the legs and that is why she had varicose veins later in life. I mixed fantasy with reality our of fear, but I don't know who I fear. Maybe it's the boogeyman.