DREAM: Kyle asks me to take one of his opening morning shifts at the Sonic on Nimmo. I open up the store and the place has changed. There are hardwood floors instead of the tiled floors and it’s more spacious. I tell the carhop that’s opening with me how long it’s been since I’ve worked here and I’ll try my best to remember everything. The onion ring rack is out and I decide not to make anymore because there’s plenty and I predict it to not be a busy day. I find the food warmer for the corndogs and chicken breasts was left dirty and unclean from the night before. I get angry and pull out the drawer in frustration. It feels strange yet very familiar to be working at Sonic again.
Waking up at 1:20ish p.m. to the sound of my alarm. Listening to doors opening and shutting in the hallway over and over and over and over and over again. It seriously sounds like someone is just walking back and forth through each room for the heck of it.
Breakfast: Toasted Bagel Plain with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Orange Juice. Zinc, Alfalfa Grain.
Delivering a mattress set to Liah in Norfolk.
I stop by this little European market store off Little Creek and buy some authentic Russian and Ukrainian chocolate candies.
Eating Watermelon.
Business.
Lunch: Egg Salad Sandwich with Tomato. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Mango Oolong Tea. Peach.
Resting at the storage unit for a little bit.
Work at the ice cream shop.
Eating a Strawberry and Peach Milkshake.
A dad and a mom walk into the shop with two strollers each with their respective male and female toddlers. The little girl begins to scream and cry uncontrollably. The mother in frustration says, “Im gonna squeeze your little head.” They leave shortly after without purchasing any ice cream.
Defrosting the freezer.
Dinner: Penne Pasta with Onions and Green Peppers. Garlic Bread.
Poker night with the Russians. Tyler shows up and joins in.
Drinking Mojitos, a traditional Cuban drink made with rum and mint leaves.
Gathered around on the couch while Karina shows us hilarious videos of her Ukrainian president caught doing stupid things live on camera, including an instance where an egg is thrown onto him and he falls to the ground as if he’d been shot.
Tracking guitars at the storage unit for a few hours.
Sleep around 7 a.m.
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