burning incense on my laptop reminds me of when I first met Joan… mothers arranged for us to meet when I was home from army on leave for xmas 1985?; i has home for at least a week. i had packed my c64 and stuff (likely less monitor? so i caould haqve my new c64 computer to play writhg. i recall packing it in the large bron wheeless suitcase i had bought eitehr from mom 7dad or new to join the army. this is the suitcase i used for quite a few years as a travelling tech in quickmill,compustep at the time, until i releuctaqndly finally got a wheeled one; some sort of weird i don’t need shweels masculinity thing i guess. i recall draggin that thing and a laptoip case aroiuund london england when I sendt that 3 days on the way back from india?? 2005?? I was very m uch not a smoker, against smokling, but joan smoked. i can’t recall now if I let her smoke around my computer or not. cwhat a fucking nerd. i recall we played oil’s well arcade game, and others. i am pretty sure she thought ofg me as quite the nerd. however, here we are…
