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Locked up in a three-story house with roommates. Outside is a killer on the loose. He's determined to break in and take all our money. I direct everyone to lock all the doors and cover up the windows. No matter how many precautions we take he finds a way in. We frantically run up and down the stairs trying to avoid our demise. He's got a knife.
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Waking up at 11:14 a.m.
Cinnamon Raisin Bagel with Vegan Cream Cheese. Orange Juice.
All day shift at China Wok.
The rain pours and pours. But luckily it's not so cold, just refreshing.
Banana.
Delivering an order in my neighborhood. The guy hands me exact change and says, "Sorry. Can't give you a tip. I'm broke."
I restrain myself but respond to him in my head, "Then what're doing ordering Chinese food then? You can afford $20 on takeout but can't give up a few bucks to the guy who delivered it to you? If you're that broke make some mac n cheese or microwave some Ramen, douchebag!"
Almonds, Cashews, and Craisins. Popped Potato Chips. Cranberry Honey English Breakfast Tea. Maple Leaf Cookies.
The sun comes out – the bright rays shining through the restaurant windows just before dusk.
Been getting stiffed a lot more than usual today. It's frustrating. But I know in the end I'll come out winning.
I'm fortunate enough to enjoy an order of Crab Rangoon that was cooked a tad bit too much, not good enough to sell to a customer but good enough for me.
Cecily, Ming, and Ling are in the back trying to finish prepping the dumplings while up front I play games with the girls.
Off work and back home. I join Will, James, and Darren at the table. I offer everyone some Honey Chicken, a mess-up order from work. Listening to Darren and Will debate politics while I enjoy my dinner: Broccoli, Carrots, and Lo Mein Noodles with Ginger Chicken Broth.
Darren talks, "I feel like these zero tolerance policies...it turns people into a bunch of bitches because everybody realizes that it doesn't matter the fucking circumstances...you get shafted. So it turns men into bitches. It turns the species that should be fucking bold-chested and should be fucking standing up to tyranny and should be fucking telling people off and shouldn't be afraid to speak their opinion even if they're fucking wrong and shouldn't be afraid to admit they're wrong – I mean it turns all these little boys into bitches."
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"I think a lot of things in our society have to do with the fact that when kids go to school – every kid has to go to some kind of school – and when you go to school you're told to sit down and shut up and pay attention! And if you don't your whole fucking life is gonna go down the drain."
Ana offers me a PB&J Chocolate Bar from Trader Joe's. I gratefully indulge while she plays Gameboy Tetris.
Cuddling under the blankets together at 2:30 a.m.
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