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The Lisa Diaries by Lisa Carver  

Waiting For Simone

March 31, 1999

Well, it’s done! Simone’s coming to my house in three days! Dave is to
pick her up at the airport and bring her here. I told them they couldn’t talk to each other in the car. I’m jealous of the tension there will be in that
car. I love tension. And no kissing until midnight. Dave’s going to give her a lollipop. He’s excited but nervous — he’s never done this before.


Last night he showed me how he would kiss her. It was shy and enticing, not at all like he kisses me, and I felt like Simone. But this morning he was traumatized. “I can’t believe I have to be alone with that woman for an hour and a half,” he said. “This is terrible, terrible!” He looked like a tornado had hit the night before and his neighbors had lost limbs and pets and houses. Simone said her heart felt “like an animal” as she bought her plane ticket. I, on the other hand, am not the least bit nervous. As they drive my way, I’ll eat baklava and recline in my lair with my newly-black hair. I have nothing to do but wait.

Lisa Carver and