February 14th, 1996

At 30700, take out some boxes with stuff to be shipped. Neighbors want to snag it. Some mountain lion chases us as we shut the door, They’re doing some t4a? accounting training in the basement. I answer some questions as one girl gets heavily insulted. I go to my room and hear her crying next door. I start to play my acoustic and some guys come in and start messing with my drums and amp. I start playing “Bush.”