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Perusing through this futuristic thrift store, finding all kinds of artifacts and gadgets from the 20th century. It's understood that it's currently the year 2050. For some reason Cecily, my boss from China Wok, is here along with another girl who worked at the restaurant some time ago. There's sexual tension between all of us but we're polite and respectful to each other. The other girl hops on my back and wraps her arms around me. She falls asleep while I walk around the facility. It's understood I'm on a mission now.
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Waking up at 11:30 a.m.
Peaches.
All day shift at China Wok.
Strawberry Greek Yogurt.
I sliced up some potatoes the night before and soaked them overnight. I fry them here at China Wok for ten minutes and they come out crispy and perfect, just like Five Guy's.
Business picks up in the later afternoon, much more orders than I delivered yesterday. But the tips aren't all that great so the profit will balance out.
The sun is straight up killing me today. Without this checkered beach towel to cover up all my exposed parts I don't know how I'd survive. I'd probably burn up into a red crisp.
Banana. Sweet & Spicy Pecans.
Off work and back home.
Hot and Sour Soup with Broccoli, Carrots, and Rice. Sipping on a Tecate. finishing up The Numbers Station (2013).
Tweaking things on the computer.
Eating the last of my Alenka Chocolates.
Sleep 4 a.m.
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