Tuesday April 17 2012


Waking up around noon. She’s nibbling on ice to get her liquids down and cool her overly warm body. I’m sure this food poisoning will go away soon.


Quick run to the store to get her some ginger ale, crackers, and applesauce.

Instant Oatmeal with Coconut Milk. Scrambled Egg. Orange Juice. Zinc (50 mg).

At the department of social services meeting with someone about renewing my food benefits.

Tuna Salad Sandwich with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips and Quaker Cheddar Cheese Rice Snacks. Honey Oolong Tea.

Watching Suburbia (1984).

Andy, another couch surfer, arrives from Switzerland. He just got back from New York. He describes his experience there and the noisy atmosphere, “I see people wearing earplugs. It’s very funny.”

Alecia just got back from a beach adventure and is napping on the couch.

The rest of the house posse (Corbin, Kevin, and his friend Don) show up.

To the gym on my bike. Working out—cardio and weight lifting.

Cooking up a family style dinner for everyone. Spaghetti with Bertolli Sauce, Onions, and Mushrooms. Fresh Garlic Bread.

Sipping on beers.

Darren barges in all stressed from his Applebee’s shift.

Darren: “I’m going upstairs to think about all the mistakes I’ve made in my life.”

Tim translates for us, “What he means is he’s going to smoke spice.”

Jamming in the living room. I, Richie, and Alecia on guitar with Kevin on violin—some blues and folk jams.


Then, to the Friend’s School for basketball and playground shenanigans. To our dismay though the rope swing is locked up with a pulley preventing anyone from using it. I guess trespassing was getting to be a problem here but it’s disappointing for kids like us who actually respect the Friend’s School and it’s valuable nighttime wonders.


Kevin: “Women are like condoms. If they’re not on your dick they’re in your wallet.”


Later, Elliott discovers one of those carnival-style painted boards you can stick your head through and take photos of. So that’s exactly what we do.

Back at the house.

Sharing more laughter and good cheer.

The back of my throat is sore for some reason.

Hot Chamomile Tea with Honey.

Relaxing. Sleep a little bit late after 3:30 a.m.

[i] All images by me.

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