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Waking up around noon.
Toasted Oat Bran with Cinnamon, Maca Powder, Chia Seeds, Maple Syrup, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. Coffee with Cream and Honey.
Errands.
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Drew from Music Makers shows me a new rehearsal space that's opened up for rent at their rock school facilities. I'm thinking about moving out of the storage unit I have now. This place would be a more convenient location and is climate controlled but I might have to share with somebody I know to afford it.
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Browsing the CHKD thrift store. Picking up pants from the tailor. Looking into opening a Roth IRA at my credit union.
Toasted PB&J. Lentil Potato Curls. Pu-erh Tea. Banana.
Watching Interstellar (2014).
Researching maca root powder, something I've been consuming everyday in my oatmeal. The most concise information I found in Wikipedia: "Darker-colored maca roots (red, purple, black) contain significant amounts of natural iodine that may avoid the growth of goiters resulting from consumption of the lighter-colored maca. Black maca is considered the strongest in energy and stamina-promoting properties, being both sweet and slightly bitter in taste. Red maca is becoming popular with many people, and has been shown in laboratory experiments to reduce prostate size in rats."
I get called into China Wok for a couple hours. Finding out that Kenny quit (or got fired) cause he just wasn't meshing well with the high levels of stress and urgency the job required, or my bosses just couldn't communicate well with him as is always the issue with new drivers.
Back home. Ana and I dress up a bit and drive over to Otani's for a hibachi grill experience. We could've walked if the weather was nice but it's rainy and cold. She's never had hibachi before so I thought it'd be nice to treat her for her birthday. The chef does the usual spatula and knife tricks across a super heated grill with a bit of humor. There's a lot of fire involved.
Teriyaki Chicken and Vegetable Delight with Fried Rice, Soup, and hot Sake.
"Overpriced food with fire in your face," Ana says. That's what people pay for.
Back home. Having a sexually good time together.
Downstairs, sharing Dark Chocolate. Talking about how happy I am that all my plants are growing again and how interesting it is that they just know Spring is here.
Me: "Plants are so mysterious. Out of all the living creatures they're the most secretive. You can't talk communicate with them. All they do is grow or don't grow. And you can't watch them grow. It's when you're not looking that they're active. "
Softly practicing songs on the piano with Ana. We suddenly come up with a minor rendition of "Buddy Holly".
Sleep 3:30 a.m.
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