[i]Waking up 11:35 a.m.
Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice. Zinc (50 mg).
All day shift at China Wok.
Chores at work: bagging the fried noodles – folding the
menus – stocking sauces.
Grilled Cheese with Hummus and Tomato. Tortilla Chips with
Salsa and Avocado. Sweet Green Tea.
The evening picks up for deliveries. I’m on autopilot –
driving through the same neighborhoods and delivering to the same familiar
addresses.
Thoughts on how complacent I’ve become in my choice to
publicize my life in blog form. I sometimes forget that others are involved and
it becomes difficult to exclude important memories because I don’t want to
exploit them. Publicity vs. privacy. It’s a never-ending battle.
Fried Shrimp with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, and Rice in Garlic
Sauce.
Off work and back home. It’s quiet in here...just the way I
like it.
Doing a few chores while recapping general ideas of the day.
Earlier in the day Margot texted me a response to the blog
entry I posted today from last year which involved me having a romantic
encounter with somebody else. At the time I was not seeing Margot but of
course she finds a reason to hate my decisions and actions. It just turns into
a Bash Robert Fest 2012. She’s forever victimizing herself and finding ways to
say woe is me. We continue texting back and forth all night. All of a
sudden, she’s having epiphanies about our relationship over the years. She’s
being completely unreasonable and emotional. And I take on a mediating role. Why
isn’t this stuff past us by now? Let it go. Let it go. After she gets all
that bitterness out of her system she ends it with something sappy, but poetic
and nice. I mean I could see this quoted over a high quality photo of a couple
in bed, and of course it would be re-blogged on Tumblr a thousand times.
Her: “What’s really sad about this is I know I can never
truly say goodbye to you. A small part of me is always going to want to reach
out to you. But I need to convince myself that I never want to see you again.
When really all I want right now is to be lying next to you.”
Dark Chocolate with Milk.
Watching Meeting Evil (2012).
Sleep 3:45 a.m.
[i] Falun 1
Draft. Office Supplies Incorporated.
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