Waking up at 4:30 p.m.
Calling banks and important people of the like—looking at my mortgage loan options.
Breakfast: English Muffin with Peanut Butter. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin D.
Work at China Wok.
Text from the queen:
“:) I feel so retarded and selfish that I want to see you everyday. I just can’t seem to get enough of you.”
Me: “This is what I’ve been fighting for and it worked.”
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
Researching how to file taxes as an independent contractor.
The Parking Lot Movie [2010].
Basketball with the boyz—playing a game of knockout.
Anthony’s holding the ball—in a spastic mood as usual, “Hey Rob! Ask me how many cute girls came into the thrift store today?”
Me: “How many?”
Anthony: “Four.”
Eating Grapes and Blueberry Yogurt.
Researching.
Napping.
Newspaper route.
Snacking on Goldfish.
Coast to Coast AM—sharing out of body experiences and astral travel.
Dinner: Minestrone Soup with Fresh Garlic Bread. Chocolate-filled Cookies.
Watching Empire [2002].
Cleaning up—doing dishes.
It’s just been such a dull day—still feeling on edge about the house situation.
Playing some piano at the storage unit.
Bank stuff.
Sleep 10 a.m.
Man who drop watch in toilet bound to have shitty time.
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