Sunday July 7 2013

Spiral Staircase. Peter Coffin.[i]

Alarm goes off at 11:30 a.m.

Mango. Frosted Mini-Wheats with Milk.

All day shift at China Wok.

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

Delivering an order in Linkhorn Bay apartments. A string of cops are parked just next door to the place I'm supposed to deliver. Apparently, a kid got shot in the leg on accident.

Hot. Hot. Hot. All. Day. Normally I can bear with the windows down but since yesterday I decided to put the A/C on. Good idea.

Darren comes in for the dinner shift. I vent a little bit to him about the troubles of the day.

Him: "It's coming to a head."

Me: "But Darren, it's always coming to a head with you."

Him: "This city is out of control. It's spiraling, man."

Me: "I know."

Fried Shrimp in Garlic Sauce with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, and Rice. Sprite.

Finally off work. On my way home I stop by the basketball court off Great Neck and shoot some hoops.

In my room enjoying a crisp and refreshing Michelob Ultra.

Four couch surfers arrive from Kansas, two girls and two guys. They're in a band called I Am Nation and are following this summer's Warped Tour. Sharing music in the dining room.


Eventually, the rest of the house crew shows up: Laron, Caylin, Kelley, and Kevin. Kevin has a handful of stories from his family's party thing in South Carolina.

Watching 388 Arletta Avenue (2011).

Sleep 4ish a.m.

[i] Spiral Staircase. Peter Coffin.

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