Tuesday January 22 2013

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Waking up bright and early in the morning at 7:30 a.m. Gotta be at court for my warrant in debt against my former roommate. Darren tags along since he was a witness to the signing of the debt agreement contract.

Eating Strawberry Toaster Pastries on the way there with Orange Juice.


Waiting in the courtroom. The roommate doesn’t show and so is given a default judgment. Now I have an official judgment. And now I can file for a wage garnishment.

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Discussing with Darren in the car ride back home about my options to obtain the debt. Unless I work out an agreement with the roommate, filing a wage garnishment means its still going to take six months to a year until I get the debt in full.

Darren: “Dude the world is fucked up!”


Back to sleep around 10:45 a.m.


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Getting up at 3 p.m.


Grilled Cheese with Tomato and Hummus. Lemon Water.


Filling out paperwork and researching.

 




Peaches, Bananas, Oranges, and Apples.


Organizing music.


Exercising.


Barbecue Garlic Salmon with Peppers, Onions, Tomatoes, Green Beans, and Quinoa.


I drive over to Leslie’s house off Little Neck. It’s been about a week since we hung out. Up in her room I listen to her recant story after story while I fidget with these hundred-year-old silver dollars and whatever nick-nacks she has lying around. She’s notorious for going on tangents. I make fun and try to keep her on track. I find myself empathizing with her emotionally and in return offering my own stories relevant to exes.


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Before I leave she hands me a small Ziploc bag of Sweet & Spicy Pecans for me to sample, as well as a small handwritten note card with the recipe on how to make them (she told me about this secret recipe before when I obtained all those pecans from North Carolina). As I’m walking to my car I notice how quiet of a night it is. As well it’s freezing outside. But the night’s silence is powerful. I take it in for a moment and then hop into the car. On the drive home I eat all the Pecans with a few swigs of Almond Milk.


Back home.


Chomping on Popcorn while chatting with Aysena on Skype.


Sleep 4 a.m.


[i] Image by me.


[ii] HOWDY. Marker gift from Leslie.

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