The sun is unforgiving. And all I wanted was a large Diet Pepsi. They poured the drink, and I realize that all I have is a hundred dollar bill.
“I’m sorry, it’s all I have, can you change a hundred?”
“No, we don’t take them.”
“Don’t take them? Like, ever?”
“Nope.”
“Is that even legal?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, this [...]
Entries from July 2007
July 31, 2007
Nice problem to have.
July 31, 2007
Earthquake!!!
My room’s disaster! There are clothes and shoes all over the floor, wires spider-webbed across the carpet, candles knocked over, and photographs spread all over the entertainment center and nightstand.
Also, we just had an earthquake.
According to the news, it was a 3.2, and it happened at 10:59:59 PM.
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When I lived in Studio City, [...]
July 31, 2007
It’s official!
I’m as sick as a dog. My temperature’s hit 101.5.
Fahrenheit, that is. That’s about 38.6 if you’re nasty.
I mean, unamerican.
Actually, I may have meant both. Who can tell? My brain’s in the broiler, so I may not be thinking right.
There’s a helicopter with a spotlight currently circling the greater northridge area right now. You know [...]
July 30, 2007
It’s my second fifteen minute break.
Sometimes, it's so hot outside, I don't even feel like going out to smoke. When nicotine's not incentive enough, you know it's pretty hot.
I'm still a bit stuffed from lunch, so I don't really feel like doing much of anything.
Last night was interesting. It started with a little tickle on the throat, [...]
July 30, 2007
Lunch
Chilling at the Big Apple Deli. Salad and a burger, Diet Pepsi. They know me here, I should probably just give them my schedule and they could have my lunch ready when I walk in the door.
July 30, 2007
Outside..
Sitting outside, with other modern day pariahs – in a secluded little area out of the sun, complete with ashtrays, and those wire, food- court seats that leave checkerboards on the thighs of anyone confident or stupid enough to wear short, short, shorts.
July 30, 2007
Dishes
The sink is full of no dishes. It’s a little disgusting, really, I don’t mind telling you, but on any given day, we’re likely to have more dirty shotglasses and coffee cups than plates or bowls.
