Monday February 4 2013


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I’m waltzing about in the streets of a big city in Russia, probably Moscow. Surprisingly I’m running into friends from the States. I don’t know if they’re visiting like I am or if they simply live here. Inside a barbershop I shout out “Privet!” to the patrons. More familiar American friends. I continue speaking Russian phrases and sentences I know to impress the few people here. Later, I’m upstairs inside a girl’s apartment. We’re changing our clothes to prepare for a banquet. We don’t know each other that well. There’s contrived sexual energy between us. At every moment I’m about to penetrate I lose strength. I don’t know why. It becomes frustrating.  

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Waking up at 11:05 a.m.

Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice.

All day shift at China Wok.

I stop at the house for a hot second to make lunch, and just at the right time. Kevin just got home with a Chanello’s pizza in hand, something he made on his own to share with everyone. I grab two slices for myself.

Greek Salad Style Pizza. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.

As I’m driving into the Hilltop shopping plaza I witness a homeless man on crunches lying on his side taking a piss directly in front of Total Wine, the most high traffic spot in the whole shopping plaza. I stare in shock. This is too funny. Nobody seems to notice at first but after a few minutes two police officers reprimand him. After thinking about it he seemed to be having difficulty walking so I imagine he decided pissing while standing up was also difficult. But why in plain view? He was tired. He couldn’t make it to a more discreet spot. Poor guy.

The day is steady for deliveries but nothing substantial for a profit, anywhere between $1 and $2 tips and the miles are racking up.

Today is Resentment Day. Along with the subpar, mediocre, shitty tips I feel resentment towards a lot of things and people. I just want to live in a world where everyone knows how to communicate, where all people are considerate of others, and where some things can actually be held sacred.

Hot and Sour Soup.

Off work and back home.

Cheerios with Brown Sugar and Milk.

Watching stuff.

Sweet & Spicy Pecans and Beer.

Playing music.

Sleep 3:30 a.m.

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