My alarm wakes me up at 11 a.m. Getting out of bed ten minutes later.
Breakfast: Toasted Bagel with Butter and Blackcurrant Jam. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin E, Alfalfa Grain.
10 hour shift at China Wok.
Delivering an order over on Village Road. A nice black lady answers the door. She takes her time with her words making sure the transaction is done properly. Calling upstairs to whom I guess is her son to print out the coupon – the son committed to not coming downstairs for any reason drops the coupon to the floor.
Drinking lots of Oolong and Green Tea – the sun is scorching down on my driving arm.
Eating Plums, Peaches, and Kiwi.
In Emerald Point, I spot a pair of crutches hanging in a tree.
Behind a car with an American Flag sticker on it’s bumper but its been weathered so all the red stripes are gone leaving just the blue square and it’s stars.
Lunch: Toasted Peanut Butter Sandwich. Baked Salt N Vinegar Chips.
On the phone with my mom. She says she’s feeling blue so I leave her a voice message singing Patsy Cline’s, “I’m crazy, crazy for feeling so blue…” She used to sing that song to me when I was younger. She responds with “I will spend my whole life loving you…” by Elvis Presley.
The Tri-Force cops show up again for dinner. What is it about the presence of cops that makes one feel like they’re hiding something?
On the way home – the blood orange moon glowing in the sky and following my every move.
There’s a unique sense of camaraderie at this particular one – a smaller amount of people – feeling a little more freedom. There’s rapping, comedy, violinists, retelling of dreams, juggling, drinking, dancing, laughing, shouting, sarcasm, singing. Setting up a contest by handing out cards with a single word on it. The card bearer then strategically sticks the card onto anything in the house labeling whatever it’s on. A panel of judges will determine the best word label by the next Show N Tell. The winner gets a free t-shirt with any art they choose from the walls of the house printed onto it.
Eating Meatless Corndogs and Watermelon.
Outside I catch the tail end of Kenneth having a total breakdown – yelling curses and insults out in the air and towards his mother/my landlord. He sees me on the porch and asks for his guitar back (Awhile ago he had asked me to keep his bass guitar in my closet to keep it safe). He runs over shouting and demanding his guitar back. He gets caught up in the bushes – furious and out of control. Even though I know he would never harm me because we’re friends and we help each other out, I sense danger and tell everyone on the porch to go inside now. He finally makes it up to the steps out of breath and kind of apologizing. I tell him kindly I will get the guitar for him. After that, our other neighbors egg him on and ridicule him for being a maniac and acting crazy. I mean he practically woke up the whole block from the yelling. I’ve seen his anger out of control before but this was something new and at the same time nothing new. He drives off in his van and the carousing in the house continues.
Sitting down with Doug configuring some t-shirt designs for Musicplayer.
Washing dishes and cleaning up – talking with Rachel. We observe, or hear rather, Ian H. switch from the grey couch to the red couch while sleeping.
☼╬☼ They come to the house, this kingdom, where there are no rules. They gather here for the excitement and their need for social mayhem ☼╬☼
Jamil arrives home from a night out at the beach with the others.
Eating a small bowl of Corn Flakes with Brown Sugar.
Shower.
Sleep around 5:45 a.m.
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Dude I remember this night vividly!
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