Wednesday June 20 2012


Waking up at 11:15 a.m.

Peaches. Orange Juice.

Work at China Wok all day. Wednesdays aren’t usually my workdays but I have to cover the other driver’s shift.

I text Kristin, “I’m feeling kind of hurt.”

Her: “That isn’t my intention but I have been unintentionally hurt by you so I suppose it isn’t your fault per say it just happens.”

Quick stop at the house for lunch. Kevin’s boiling water on the stove for macaroni and cheese. He put too much water in it so it fizzes up and boils over the rim.

Me: “Grow a pair of brains, Kevin.”

Kevin: “Robert, that’s not possible.”

Me: “If you’re smart enough you’d know how.”


Egg Sandwich with Mayonnaise and Tomato. Tortilla Chips with Salsa. Honey Green Tea. Banana.

While pulling into the Hilltop parking lot I notice Margot’s car parked in a spot up front. She must be at Panera. I knew it was inevitable – this would happen eventually. I feel inclined to leave a little note on her door handle that says, “Boo! – ?”


I do a delivery. Upon returning I notice her car is still there. I send her a text inviting her to “stop by the wok.”

Her: “That’s crazy weird. I’m at Bangkok about to leave and we were gonna go to kinko’s right next door.”

She’s with a girlfriend from work. I help with the printing of some document her friend needed. Then, Margot and I share a few words at the restaurant. Briefly talking about my life, she asks in a bitter tone, “So how’s your new girlfriend?”

Me: “I don’t have a girlfriend. I don’t know. I haven’t been hanging out with her that much. I feel kind of weird talking to you about it but...I think she might be a little too intense for me. But there’s a lot more to it.”

Her: “You attract the crazy kind. You drove me crazy.”

Me: “I don’t know why I have that effect on girls.” 

The day continues. Enjoying the AC in the rental car I’m using for the rest of this week. I’m used to keeping the windows down and parching myself on the wind. But for this 93-degree weather I’m very fortunate.

Vegan Chocolate Chip Banana Muffin.

Whiskey Rob calls. This time I’m instructed to enter his bedroom. There he is sprawled out on his bed with his pet black cat named Spooky. We make the bourbon/Chinese food exchange. He says some 25-year-old girl is supposed to accompany him tonight and he’s stoked about it.

The night deliveries continue.

Off work and back home.

Tofu with Broccoli, Snow Peas, Onions, and Rice in Garlic Sauce.

Watching Ethos (2011).

Fortune cookie says, “Let the world be filled with tranquility and goodwill.”

Organizing music.

Sleep at 3:40 a.m.

[i] Seaside Inn. Image by me.

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