Waking up at 4:30 p.m.
Calling banks and important people of the like—looking at my mortgage loan options.
Breakfast: English Muffin with Peanut Butter. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin D.
Work at China Wok.
Text from the queen:
“:) I feel so retarded and selfish that I want to see you everyday. I just can’t seem to get enough of you.”
Me: “This is what I’ve been fighting for and it worked.”
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
Researching how to file taxes as an independent contractor.
The Parking Lot Movie [2010].
Basketball with the boyz—playing a game of knockout.
Anthony’s holding the ball—in a spastic mood as usual, “Hey Rob! Ask me how many cute girls came into the thrift store today?”
Me: “How many?”
Anthony: “Four.”
Eating Grapes and Blueberry Yogurt.
Researching.
Napping.
Newspaper route.
Snacking on Goldfish.
Coast to Coast AM—sharing out of body experiences and astral travel.
Dinner: Minestrone Soup with Fresh Garlic Bread. Chocolate-filled Cookies.
Watching Empire [2002].
Cleaning up—doing dishes.
It’s just been such a dull day—still feeling on edge about the house situation.
Playing some piano at the storage unit.
Bank stuff.
Sleep 10 a.m.
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Man who drop watch in toilet bound to have shitty time.
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