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DREAM: The National’s lead singer shows up in my bedroom to say hi, like he’s an old friend or something.
Waking up at 11:30 a.m.
Hot Cinnamon Oat Bran with Brown Sugar, Flax Seed, Blueberries, and Milk. Orange Juice.
Vaginasaurs practice at Stephanie’s house. Running through the set a few times and writing a new surf punk song.
Groceries.
Grilled Cheese with Tomato and Hummus. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Green Tea.
Watching King of New York (1990).
Blueberry Yogurt.
Music organizing.
Rediscovering old songs...
“Talking leads to touching. Then touching leads to sex. And then there is no mystery left.” – Rilo Kiley
Pinto Beans, Onions, Broccoli, Mushrooms, and Carrots with Wild Rice.
Finishing King of New York (1990).
Visiting Margot at Harpoon Larry’s briefly. She looks exceptionally cute tonight and I tell her...
She responds, “It’s cause I’m excited to see you.”
I head off to Richmond because I have a dentist appointment there early in the morning. I asked Paige if I could crash on her couch that way I can just get up and already be there.
During the drive I eat two mini cups of Häagen-Dazs Ice Cream: Caramel Cone and Caramel Dulce De Leche. The road is extremely foggy and difficult to see.
I make it to Paige’s place on Harrison. She goes off to bed while I try to make myself comfortable on this small couch and read for a bit. I hear the faint sounds of college kids partying next door. Hoot. Holler. Whoop. Her roommate walks in just as I’m about to switch the light off. He apologizes for having to do laundry in the same room. I just put in earplugs and wear an eye mask and drift off to sleep just after 2 a.m.
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