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Waking up at 10:45 a.m.
Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maca Powder, Maple Syrup, Chia Seeds, Strawberries, and Almond Milk. Coffee with Cream and Honey.
All day shift at China Wok.
Banana.
Happy Pi Day (3.1415)(3-14-15) and Happy Birthday Albert Einstein and Happy 100th Anniversary of General Relativity!
Janice drew something on the back a ticket...
The rain falls consistently. Of course this means I'm gonna be a busy delivery boy.
When stopping home for lunch I overhear Ana singing confidently in the shower. This makes me smile.
Toasted PB&J. Olive Oil Potato Chips. Pu-erh Tea.
Listening to a podcast dedicated to William S. Burroughs.
"The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself."
The nighttime deliveries are relentless. I'm a flash on the road. In and out of the car. Gripping the handles of the plastic takeout bags with my left hand and knocking on doors with my right hand. There's an influx of people at the oceanfront tonight, most celebrating St. Patrick's Day early even though it's officially on Tuesday. I deliver to the 14th floor of the Ocean Beach Club, one of the most recently built and modernized hotels. I love the elevators here cause they're so quick and efficient. On the way down I'm forced to join an elevator car with at least 15 people in their late 40's, early 50's, all sporting green plastic beaded necklaces and carrying alcoholic drinks. We're cramped in here like sardines. The guy next to me blurts out in an obnoxious drunken fashion, "WHO ARE YOU? Where'd you come from?!" Before I can even respond he asks if I "want a sip" from his almost empty cup.
"Aha. No thanks. I'm good," I answer.
He starts to pretend it's some kind of planned meeting and says, "Okay, we're gonna go around the room. What's your name?"
"Robert."
"Robert, I'm Bill. This is Peter. Everybody say 'Hello Robert'!"
The rest of the rowdy bunch call back, "HELLO, ROBERT!"
I can't help but feed off their wild energy. I smile without much choice and turn to Bill, "I picked the right car today, didn't I?"
He cackles back to me, "You sure did!"
Cantaloupe.
Back home and off work.
Mixed Beans, Broccoli, and Rice.
Finishing Foxcatcher (2014).
Later on, I spend a little time with Ana in her room. She tears up kind of out of nowhere. She's been stressed at work and doesn't want to be working at the car parts store – she's just tired of it. I comfort her and assure her that new opportunities will come. Pumpkin bounces into the room in response to all the emotion and perches himself up near us.
"He knows something's wrong."
"Pumpkin Pi Pillow"
Sleep 4 a.m.
[i] Images by me.
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