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I suddenly have the ability to dunk the basketball. I'm totally surprised because even after working my legs out I didn't think I'd be able to dunk until later down the road. I jump up each time and give my legs an extra boost of energy to reach just high enough to the hoop. I share my excitement with the other players in the gym.
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W a k i n g u p a t 11 a.m.
Honey Bunches of Oats with Almond Milk.
All day shift at China Wok.
The sun is out melting away all the snow piles – a beautiful day – 54 degrees – it's hard to grasp.
Mixed Nuts with Dried Cranberries. Black Bean, Quinoa, Flax Seed Tortilla Chips with Hummus. Honey Black Tea.
While driving down Oceana Blvd I notice a couple riding an old red Corvette (circa 80's). I snap a photo and realize later after looking at it how reminiscent it is to the old Sega Out Run racing game that was so popular back in the day. It's almost dead on, brown-haired male driver and blonde-haired female passenger.
As grateful as we all were for the sunshine and the moderately warm temperature, it's all gone in a flash after nightfall – the wind picks up dramatically and the threat of snow is in the air; they say by tomorrow afternoon we'll have the official second snow of the season.
Milk Chocolate Bar.
Just plowing through the deliveries left and right while listening to podcasts.
Apple.
At about 9 o'clock Ana shows up. She has zero tolerance for the cold and chooses to stay in the heated car while I wait in the restaurant for orders.
Off work and back home. Ana and I sit at the table with Darren and Devon (yeah, Devon is in town!). Sharing Vegetable Moo Shu and Soup while listening to Darren describe his first day on the job at Whole Foods; he's cynical about the system but then again he's cynical about the system as a whole.
I got another royalties check from a Tokyo song. Apparently it was used in a Japanese Nike commercial promoting the future Olympic Games for 2020...
So Stephanie has officially moved out of the house and has been replaced with a perky-hookah-smoking-down-to-earth girl named Jessica. She seems to be getting along with everybody – we all approve. I admire her pet leopard gecko.
Ana and I settle into the bed and talk about our sexual concerns and frustrations.
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Ana: "I feel like lined journals are cages for my words."
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Ana: "I learned my lesson."
Me: "Well I'm glad you learned your lesson before you got to me."
Sleep at 4 a.m.
[i] Real Life Vs Out Run. Image by me.
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