Sunday February 28 2010

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I wake up at 3pm to my head hurting.


Dream: An unfamiliar girl in an unfamiliar bedroom is trying to have sex with me. She shows me a video on her laptop documenting all the guys she’s ever slept with. There are about 20 of them. The video plays as if you were just viewing her life in all these particular situations. One of the guys looks familiar to me. At the end of the video I see a tally grid on the screen and she marks me off but reassures me that she likes me.


I clean up around the house.


Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon and Blueberries, Orange Juice, Zinc and Vitamin B.


Phil Gray joins me in the passenger seat while I work my shift at China Wok. While delivering, we find a few mattresses in good condition by a dumpster. We eat Peanut Butter and Strawberry Jelly Sandwiches, some Salt N Vinegar Chips, some Lentil N Potato Curls (we notice these remind us of Quaker’s Rice Snacks), and Honey Green Tea. Driving down Potters Road, the moon startles us up in the night sky. It’s big and orange, and looks menacing. It’s a beautiful moment.



After work is over, Phil and I decide to continue junk hunting. We come up with this idea to create a communication system for junk hunters where you can send out a message using Twitter telling the location of particular items and also giving it a rating using a 5 star rating system. We stop at a house off Virginia Beach Blvd to pick up a mattress and find Kenneth, my landlord’s son, sifting through a pile of stuff with a gargantuan flashlight. It’s a funny sight to see if you know Kenneth like we do. Another lady is there collecting things. She tells us the reason for the pile of junk is because a woman overdosed on painkillers in the house and the house was being cleaned out. Elliott tells us over the phone that we’re near the end of the fiscal year and that we’re likely to find people throwing out a lot of things. While we’re picking up a dresser in the Waterfront area, a lady walks up to us and offers to give us her microwave. We see a cop searching through a bag of papers by a dumpster close by. He looks at us with disdain.


Total Junk Finds: 2 Brown Vintage Leather Chairs, 1 Wooden Floor Chair, 1 Foosball Table, 1 Dresser, 1 Boogie board, 1 Microwave, 1 Table Umbrella, 1 Wooden End Shelf, 4 Mattresses (2 with Box Springs), 1 Bag of Popcorn, and 1 Small Empty Box from Unicomp with Really Funny Pictures of Cats Playing a Keyboard in Space.


Dinner: DiGiorno Pizza with Sparkling Raspberry Green Tea.


Emily, Margot, Phil, and I do some dumpster diving at Trader Joe’s.


Total Dumpster Finds: 1 Bag of Oranges, 1 Bag of Limes, 1 Bag of Snow Peas, 1 Granola Fruit Tart Pie, 2 Boxes of Frozen French Toast, 1 Box of Kashi Cereal, 1 Container of Brown Rice, and 13 Bottles of Pomegranate Juice. Yum!


I put together the foosball table in the attic.


I eat a few slices of Granola Fruit Tart with Milk.


I clean my teeth and shower.


Sleep around 6:30am.




[i] Cat Keyboard Box. Photo by me.

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