Friday January 18 2013


Waking up at 11:09 a.m.

Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice.

All day shift at China Wok. I don’t usually work on Fridays but Darren asked me to cover for him so he could spend the day fixing his car.

It’s uncomfortably cold out but the sun is blazing enough to create oven-like warmth inside my car.

Peanut Butter Sandwich. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.

The deliveries move slowly.


Researching things and playing poker on my phone during the down time.

The older I get the more aware I become of the intricate transparency in other people – how easy it is to read people, to understand their behavior. While driving around I find myself focusing in on certain persons in my life, looking past my apparent fondness or lack of fondness in them, and seeing who they really are.


Along with that observation I’ve been noticing the sexual urges have been more prevalent lately. Not having a girlfriend or lover at hand is teaching my body great discipline. But really I just feel like an unsatisfied baby. 

Mesquite Almonds.

Elliott and Wesley accompany me on my last delivery for the night.

I explain, “I’m not a bad delivery guy. I’m a nice guy. You be nice to me. I’ll be nice to you in return.”

Back home. Unwinding. Chowing down on dinner: Egg, Broccoli, Snow Peas, and Rice in Brown Sauce.

Watching The Queen of Versailles (2012).


Sleep 4 a.m.

[i] Vince Contarino.

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