Saturday October 14 1989

Yesterday Friday the 13th and what a Friday the 13th!
The Market crashed- down almost 200 points. Hilton went down 21 points and all of our money is gone. We have to get a loan from Kent Millers grandparents just to stay afloat. Kent Miller is devastated. Won't eat or sleep.
Last night we went out to eat chinese then to Smittys to drink pitcher after pitcher of beer. Drowning our sorrows?
We met Tex there and smoked something funny which kicked my butt.
Arch is coming today.