Waking up at 11 a.m.
Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Strawberries, and Kefir. Guayusa Tea.
At the theater room with DEJA rehearsing songs. I'm still trying to get comfortable with these guys from a different era. I feel uneducated doing songs from the 70's. But I have a good ear for music and can easily pick up the song structures.
Falafel Wrap with Tomatoes, Red Onions, Spinach, and Hummus. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Honey Green Tea.
Watching a Vice documentary about eSports, professional video gaming.
I was recently reminded of an old blog entry I did from June 17 2011. After reading the whole thing I remember how thorough I used to be in the blog, never leaving a single thought out. I used to care more about things. I've found as I age I care less about some things but other things become more important.
Practicing DEJA songs.
Picking up Kevin from work cause his car is kaputz for the time being.
Shooting the basketball around at the street courts.
Cooking Breaded Chicken using Coconut Oil with Baked Sweet Potato, Broccoli, and Carrots. Impressed by the outcome of the simple and savory flavor of the meal.
Watching The Doors (1991).
Practicing more songs.
Ana arrives home. We chat downstairs over Pineapple.
Entertaining ourselves with a BBC voice over for talking animals.
I joke about how I should film her and have them do British voiceovers.
"I'm not an animal," she exclaims. "I'm an Ana-mal!" and then laughs at how silly that sounds.
I peak down at Ana's gargantuan bruise on her leg that she got from moving stuff around at work.
Me: "Dang! Your bruise has a face now."
Me: "If I post this I'm gonna get social services called on me."
Sleep 3 a.m.
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