03/14/05
when you manage to get fired from a 
liquor store, you start to wonder about 
your self worth...

  it was such a great morning, although, 
i did forget to eat before i started to run.
so, i was very hungry by the time that i
(finally) finished taking a shower. i went 
into the kitchen looking for bagels, or 
fresh coffee. fruit would have been nice
but i already knew there would not be 
any. 
  not a single piece of fruit in this 
god forsaken hippie commune.  
where, apparently, the hippies hate
fruit. (this is actually a lie, brooke 
came back from the valley with
a ten pound bags of grapefruit, 
oranges, and tangerines. that just 
didn't register this morning.) i hope
they buy more fruit soon, for brooke's
sake...
  so seeing as there was no fruit
i decided on a couple of granola 
bars and a glass of soymilk. then i 
noticed that there was a pot of coffee
sitting on the warmer, if only it hadn't 
been cold. if pots full of cold coffee 
could talk then i would punch them 
in the mouth. in an effort to make my 
own pot of coffee, i found that i dont 
know how to use the coffee grinder. 
i didn't even see an on/off button for it.
  i looked at my granola, and it seemed
to mock me in my defeat. so i took a 
rather ferocious bite of it and chewed it 
as hard as i could. the granola had no
choice but to shut the fuck up and get
eaten. 
  i thought about dumpstering some
bagels from einstein's, eating a couple 
myself and putting the rest in the kitchen.
just to see if anyone could tell that they 
were from the trash. i didn't decide on
whether i would tell anyone where i got 
them from. i actually discarded the whole
idea and made some pasta instead. 
  i spent much of my morning recording 
my vinyl to cassettes. cassettes that i 
bought with $3.24 that i would rather
have used to buy more vinyl.

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