250 calories

this is 55 grams of 250 calories (before milk!) 

thats literally four, maybe five, mouthfuls of cereal. 

pulitzer

this one is winning a pulitzer, I'm certain. 

and then I knew...I was an artist

12:12am

"so we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past." 

I forgot how good this book is. 

Saturday night

in retrospect this past Saturday night was a lot wilder than i realized. huh. 

biscuits 1:15am

could a depressed person do this,  he whispered to himself, as he pulled fresh baked buttermilk biscuit from the oven at 1:15 in the morning on a Friday night.  

Leaving Las Vegas (1995)

why did I watch this movie? 

why did someone make such a movie?  

its like the darkest timeline version of lost in translation. 

now I feel awful. 

good morning. April 5th, 6:13am

rom com movie tropes

me, stretching before my dramatic entrance just as the priest says the "speak now or forever hold your peace" part. 

bedding

stimmy check in my pocket. holes in my blanket. 

buying expensive bedding is the most stressful thing anyone can poasibly experience. 

I do not need this unnecessary burden in my life right now. 

nature finds a way

David attenboro:  the red jeeps and mustang convertibles are slowly returning to their Honolulu habitat.  the resurgent population of the rental cars on the city streets, beach parking lots, and along the shoulders of busy scenic highway roads is a sign of capitalism's relentless resilience.

red wet and bitter

this grapefruit is wet, red and so bitter.

just like my heart. 

this is fine

this is fine. really. actually, this is my happy place. 

March 23, 2021

 how it started one year ago: 

how it's going today: 

 

I dropped the pen I was using and I just about gave up on life.

🙃

🙃🤷‍♂️💔😅🤯🤮😐🧐🥺😫🤡👍

the orange food

 These oranges are not good, I though to myself.  I bit into an unevenly cut wedge, but my teeth couldn't cut through the tough dry flesh.  Sucking what juice i could from the fruit, I threw the half chewed rind into the sink.  the rinfs were starting to pile up now, halfway through my second orange.  tonguing the strands stuck between my teeth, i couldn't loosen any of the fibers tickling the inside of my mouth.  I guess i have to floss tonight. Is it orange season?  it must not be, and i guess that would also explain why they were so damn expensive.

 i finished my fruit appetizer and turned to my main course.  My enthusiasm waned. I could have sworn i had left myself more sauce than this.   i tore off a piece of toast and smashed it into the corners of the container, trying to get at the remains of meat sauce from yesterday's spaghetti takeout.   This sucks, there's not enough sauce left in here to flavor the entire slice. I thought there would be more sauce for the bread.  

that's okay, i thought, always look on the bright side.  This means I can only have one slice of bread tonight, which means less calories. so, that's good.  I told myself, as i gnawed on the last bite of hard crust and scooped the orange skins away into the trash.

 

[every event described here is based on a true story]

I ❤ guillotines

I'm soul tired.

I'm soul exhausted.

pants no

Job: wear pants again, today, for a one hour face to face work meeting,  just for today, special one time job task amidst the global pandemic. that's all. 

Me: no!  why?! there's a pandemic!  people are dying!  why? why pants?! why?!?! 

3:47am

its 3:47am and I'm awake and thinking.  this is not ideal. 

today was a good day

 thank you, avocado. 

chart explains a thing

whose life is this?

after 6 weeks of fighting off the savages in Georgia.  home is a strange place now.  the bathroom faucet provides less water than the one in the hotel.  my car smells weird and handles very poorly. the cars 77 degree AC air blowing on me feels weird, compared to the constant hot-air ive grown accustomed to. I looked for the 5th floor elevator button before i remembered I live on the 10th floor of my condo and no longer live in the Hilton Garden Inn. 

leg room

this is the real reason people are traveling in the middle of a pandemic. free and plentiful leg room.

my rock

political canvassing in this faraway place has not been easy.  the difficult coworkers, the angry voters, the cold and rain, the traffic and daily grind, the missed holidays.... its been hard. 

but you've been there throughout all these hard times.  your the one who has always been there, steady like a rock, every day of this campaign. 

thank you low tire pressure warning message. thank you for being so dependable and being there for me everyday for the past 34 days.  I am comforted to know I can always count on you to be there.