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Waking up just before 2 p.m.
Cinnamon Raisin Bagel with Cream Cheese. Orange Juice.
Chores.
Strawberries. Egg Sandwich with Tomato and Hummus. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Oolong Tea.
Watching The Rainmaker (1997).
We're supposed to have Bamm Bamm practice at the storage unit but the power is out because of the wind storm. Josiah asked me to play bass for a show tomorrow and we desperately need to rehearse. I get called into China Wok for an hour and then we meet up at the house and conduct a soft practice.
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Later...getting into an explosive debate with Darren, Devon, and Kevin over how much rent should be expected of the living room residents like Laron, and possibly Josh McHugh. It's a sarcastic, but sometimes fiery, battle as to what's the most logical and fair figure one should have to pay. And it just turns into an ego trip. Everybody speaks out of turn. There's yelling. It's exhausting and I just can't understand how anything constructive can come of conversations like these.
Ana arrives. I take her on a walk around the neighborhood and vent about the stressful past few hours while smoking on a Djarum.
Me: "My house is like a mini-example of how America is run. Democracy doesn't work. Everything just gets so convoluted."
Back inside we share Danish Pancakes with Strawberries, Apple Butter, and Peanut Butter to the sound of jazz on the stereo.
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While Ana cleans our dishes in the kitchen I skim through a book that's been sitting on the table for the past week called The Meaning of Communism.
She returns and comments, "So relevant right now."
"Yeah! So relevant," I confirm.
Ana: "This is like your book of the week."
In my room we settle down and watch Before Sunrise (1995). The plan is to watch the sequel another time soon and then go to The Naro to see the third and final installment.
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