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Waking up at 1 p.m.
Cinnamon Raisin Toast. Orange Juice.
Spending most of my time trouble shooting the washing machine. It decided to stop draining and spinning. I don't have any expertise in repairing these kinds of things but it's just a matter of pulling it apart and tweaking.
Selling my little black cargo trailer that I used for a few tours back in the day. It's just been sitting out there in the street for years. A guy from Chesapeake who deejays for a living came out today and bought it on the spot.
Egg Sandwich with Vegenaise and Tomato. Blueberry Scones. Honey Green Tea.
Lots of things on the agenda tonight. James, Ken, and Carlos (Spanish couch surfer journalist) all pile into my car with a full size mattress and box spring strapped to the roof. We drive to Norfolk all the way out by the Naval Station. The guy who's buying the mattress lives in military housing. Transaction a success.
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Then, meeting up at Ana's place. Carlos surprises us with his electric Blues guitar skills. Then, onward to Tortilla West, the hippest place by the harbor where you can purchase tacos for a mere 75 cents. You can't beat that. There're pool tables. $2 Modelo's. And expect to run into faces you haven't seen in a while. We all squeeze into a round booth, Ana, her two friends Leah and Ashley, Ken, James, Carlos, this guy Nate who plays in Over the Ocean and a friend of his, and I. And of course throw in other random appearances of friends of friends. Ordering three Black Bean Tacos and Chips & Salsa. Sipping on beers. Laughs and good conversation.
Afterwards, migrating to Ana's for jamming and an impromptu dance party in her bedroom.
Me: "Err-body in the Khrizzia club!"
Taking a walk with our gang to the 7-11. I've got the basketball in hand – furiously bouncing and handling it the whole way. Carlos persistently chews on sunflower seeds (he's a sunflower seed junkie). He says it keeps him away from cigarettes.
The camaraderie ends at some point and I'm back home.
A bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats.
I don't know how but I get lost in a wave of 90's dance music nostalgia and download as many songs as I can, stuff by 2 Unlimited, Culture Beat, Corona, etc.
Sleep at a late hour.
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