Thursday March 29 2012


Waking up at 11 a.m.

Egg and Cheese English Muffin. Goldfish. Orange Juice.

Taking the driver’s side door to my car off and repairing some things.

We receive porn catalogs in the mail addressed to “Discreet”. Nobody knows why we got these. This leads to a comment from Darren about sexual activity with girls while they’re on their periods...

Darren: “Any man can swim in the red river but a real man drinks from the red river.”

Fresh Guacamole with Multi-Grain Tortilla Chips. Honey Green Tea.

It’s about 4 p.m. Margot comes over to visit. She naps for a bit while I strum the guitar. Then she wakes up ready to do it. Afterwards, as she stays perched on top of me...

Her: “Are you all happy and cozy?”

Me: “Oh yeah.”

She wants a Blizzard from Dairy Queen.

Kevin makes fajitas and I add the guacamole I made earlier to the mix. Eating a Black Bean Fajita with Aloe Vera Drink.

I head over to visit Nicole at her place and also pick up the record player that was borrowed last Saturday for Stephanie’s birthday party. Nicole’s brother is here visiting as well. I haven’t met him until now. Its pleasurable seeing Nicole as it has been quite a long time since we’ve had any real conversations. We catch up briefly on life and talk about related issues/drama within our degrees of friends.

Sharing Chocolate Chip Cookies.


Her: “You seem somber now.”

Me: “Yeah I’m in a comfortable place.”

To the gym to work out.

Back home...warming up some leftover Mushrooms, Carrots, and Broccoli with Pasta and Bagel Garlic Bread for dinner.

Finishing Affliction (1997).

Elliott drops into my bedroom with his very own Yamaha synthesizer he bought from Cash Converters. He tests it with my “C” batteries but it’s broken. Within conversation...

Me: “You attracted to her?”

Elliott: “Of course. I’m attracted to any girl.”

He drags me along to Kmart to price check on some bike seats. Passing through the toy aisle where the power wheels are we notice how being politically correct is still important in advertising, especially with kids. The children models are racially diverse. It’s funny to us. I decide to grab some chocolate frosting and tortilla chips but as we approach the only checkout line that’s open I realize I’m making a bad choice...

“Wait. I just realized we’re in Kmart.”

We turn around and return the items. Kmart’s history of incompetence is that bad.

Sleep around 3 a.m.

[i] Diversity at Kmart. Image by me.

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