Workbook: April, 2005
- April 30, 2005: "You drink milk?"
- April 29, 2005: You're sleeping in the back room when customers begin to arrive.
- April 28, 2005: Yogurt, for her yeast infection.
- April 27, 2005: Beautiful Michelle.
- April 26, 2005: The maintenance staff are most impressed with the attractiveness of one of the guests.
- April 25, 2005: Leaving Austin, west on I-10 for Phoenix.
- April 24, 2005: Band meeting, somewhere in the midwest.
- April 23, 2005: I was seated on a high riser behind the soundboard when she climbed the ladder to say hello.
- April 22, 2005: She loved Calvin & Hobbes.
- April 21, 2005: People as bifurcated beings: head and heart.
- April 20, 2005: "I do and I do and I do for you kids and this is the thanks I get."
- April 19, 2005: "Why do you have to talk about earthquakes?"
- April 18, 2005: "Where are my lost babies?"
- April 17, 2005: Why, why, why?
- April 16, 2005: "You have to admit, that indie scene in the '80s was a great movement."
- April 15, 2005: You should have been happy for me.
- April 14, 2005: There's something more than disturbing in that psychology.
- April 13, 2005: Old blanket.
- April 12, 2005: The dialectic of manipulativeness and martyrism.
- April 11, 2005: Close your eyes. Now where are you?
- April 10, 2005: The game boys with their pathetic manipulativeness.
- April 9, 2005: To walk into a music store with money to spend.
- April 8, 2005: The dialectic of manipulativeness and martyrism.
- April 7, 2005: Once upon a time I had a lovely girlfriend who loved me and shared it, in things small and large.
- April 6, 2005: Cassettes, dusty, 35 years old, some of them.
- April 5, 2005: So close. New life. After so long.
- April 4, 2005: Your great-grandmother's house.
- April 3, 2005: Wheelchair races, down the shoulder of a steep winding hill with heavy traffic.
- April 2, 2005: You push the couch out of the way.
- April 1, 2005: "I don't think it'll work..."