Not much has happened over the past week. Work, sleep and eat. Work, sleep and eat. Yesterday, Thanksgiving, I had dinner at Tom and Joy’s. They had about 20 people over. I was so stuffed that I was in pain.

Tonight I’m having another Thanksgiving dinner at Eddie’s (and his wife, I forget her name)

Brian is really pressuring me to spend time with him. I don’t want to. It’s over between us. Yet, he’s happy when we are together. I feel guilty. I want him to get over me. I tell him that it’s over, I try to stay away from him, but if I don’t return his calls, or if I keep telling him to stay away, he shows up at my place un-announced.