Tuesday April 5 2011

Waking up just before 4 p.m.

Breakfast: Cherrios with Brown Sugar.

Finding a NOTICE TO VACATE letter sitting on the kitchen counter. WHOO…This is a shock. But I feel like all the events dealing with Kenneth have just cumulated and our neighbors hate us. I kind of half expected this, but not this soon. There’s no specific reason on this thing as to why.

Meeting with a realtor—looking at a house down the street on Southern Boulevard that I’ve been eyeing for quite a while. It has a big beautiful garage in the backyard. It’s ironic that I had already scheduled to see this house last week without knowing about the vacate notice that was to come this afternoon.

Don’t worry. The 1623 kingdom is not dying on my watch. We can only expand or die at this point. I choose to expand.

Running errands.

Talking to the mom—then talking to the dad—getting advice about buying a home and looking at my options.

“I’m stepping into a world I know nothing about and I’ve got to do it quick.”

Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.

Feeling a little overwhelmed with adult shit.

Watching We Don’t Live Here Anymore [2004].

James drives Margot, Art, Roma, and I to Becca’s place.

Making Blueberry Muffins—I eat four of them along with a slice of Pizza and some Milk.

Poker—Margot plays for the first time with us. She wins. Beginner’s luck.

I watch Becca gradually eat away at her slice of pizza, starting at a crust corner rather than the tip of it.

Me: “I’ve never seen anyone eat pizza like that.”

Back home. Anthony, Kevin, and other regulars that have been over here the past three days are all hanging out. The word has spread already about the eviction. Darren and Skippy give me some advice on the correct steps to take.

Carmen shows us her homemade planetarium up in the attic using glow in the dark planets and stars—she affixed them in proportionate distance, even placing Pluto further away from the pack.

Margot’s in my room.

Me: “I’m just stressed. I don’t know what to do.”

Her: “Baby, I want to make you feel better.”

She keeps hinting at something. I’m standing there like a scared little boy, making no moves other than accepting her embrace.

Her: “I’m getting naked!”

Quite some time had passed since we had sex last. And there’s no better time than now.

Newspaper route.

Snacking on Goldfish, Ginger Chews, and a Banana.

I hate not feeling like I have a home. It’s an unsettling situation and I don’t think I’ll be able to focus on anything else until I get this new house.

Eating an Egg with Garlic Bread and a Salad.

I’ve been eating a lot of food lately. I feel it in my stomach, like it’s bloated. I’ve got to watch this. Warm weather exercising is approaching.

Counting quarters.

Business.

Sleep 8:45 a.m.