Workbook: November, 2011
- November 30, 2011: Lied to her about the date.
- November 29, 2011: I believe the end was too soon...
- November 28, 2011: Sweet kisses...
- November 27, 2011: On Facebook she has two friends...
- November 26, 2011: I do exactly what she would do...
- November 25, 2011: Terse message: "I'm antisocial for a while, dude."
- November 24, 2011: Santa Barbara was like home...
- November 23, 2011: "I'm not depressed," she says.
- November 22, 2011: Last night she reciprocated...
- November 21, 2011: Maybe it's her cynicism:
- November 20, 2011: Seems angry...
- November 19, 2011: She cried, briefly, when she talked about how much her college graduation meant to her.
- November 18, 2011: The Polynesian room.
- November 17, 2011: She's flabbergasted when her little dog likes me.
- November 16, 2011: The house is under attack.
- November 15, 2011: Watching TV.
- November 14, 2011: Shattering orgasm...
- November 13, 2011: She returned my xmas card.
- November 12, 2011: Storm: howling wind, crashing surf, power outages.
- November 11, 2011: Lovely day: sunshine.
- November 10, 2011: Powder blue business suit...
- November 9, 2011: "I feel like you're trying to set me up with your friends."
- November 8, 2011: Pork sausage with legs.
- November 7, 2011: Lines in the sand.
- November 6, 2011: You have to respect what she doesn't want.
- November 5, 2011: Storms.
- November 4, 2011: Disgusted, angry, surprised, lonely.
- November 3, 2011: The people are unfriendly to us.
- November 2, 2011: My own space.
- November 1, 2011: We're reading, or writing her book of fate.