There are a few things in my life recently that have become something of a routine. Jeff, Chris and I have been going to Bon’s every Saturday and sometimes Sunday to eat breakfast for the past 2 or three months. i will please have the breakfast special with sausages, eggs over hard, brown toast and garlic on my pan fries. no coffee please. We stopped drinking coffee with our meals last week to try out the difference and much to our satisfaction we left feeling more human than if we had each thrown back ten cups of sketchy diner coffee. I’m not even kidding when I say ten cups.
It’s 8:22am on a Saturday. I’m awake. I took an early night last night, 12:30 bedtime. And this is actually sleeping in for me.
Got paid yesterday. It feels like Monopoly, getting handed seventeen 100 dollar bills. You lose your grasp on the value of money pretty fast. I remember buying pot when I was 17, I’d lay down 600 at a time for a quarter-pound, without even blinking.
Wow, this entry is so boring, I’m even bored writing it.
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