Wednesday November 19 2014

Gumby. Amy Sluss.[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.

Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Maca Powder, Strawberries, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. Coffee.

Errands. Groceries. Business.

Banana. PB&J. Baked Lentil Chips. Honey Black Tea.

Teaching piano lessons at Music Makers.

At The Escape. When sitting in the sauna I sometimes get to enjoy the company of the Russian guys. They always know how to use the sauna the best. They switch from swimming in the pool to sitting in the sauna. They like to splash water all over the walls and create a steamy wet sauna – it gets real hot. It's interesting listening to them converse inside. I can recognize particular words like "собака" and "мальчик". I started learning Russian via Pimsleur and Rosetta Stone a couple years back and didn't complete my courses.

Navel Orange.

Ana comes over to cook a Lentils and Quinoa dish with Carrots, Broccoli, and Kale. I made a mistake by suggesting the use of this chili powder. Even though I used the word "sparingly" she didn't take into account that a tablespoon might be too much. After taking the first couple of bites our mouths feel as if they caught fire. Whenever she's disappointed with something she's cooked it's like she offends herself. But after the bowl cools down and after a couple drops of lemon juice and coconut creamer it becomes palatable again.

After extinguishing the flammable dinner we sit down at the piano and rehearse a couple songs together.

Kevin, Darren, and Devon arrive home from playing pool at a bar. Kevin brings up the concept of stuffing pillows in your clothes. I stuff a small pillow in the butt of my pants and hilarity ensues.

Kevin: "Holy s***! That actually looks real. This is ridiculous."

Sleep at some point.

[i] Amy Sluss.

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