Porthole

September 7 - 8

7 septembre

Noon... overslept...

I did go to bed late but this is ridiculous. If I felt or knew that sleep would heal whatever ails me I would acquiesce.

69 degrees. 57 AQI.

Stressed. Deadlines? Made two or three, blew the others off.

I did talk to Julian today. That helps. I sat with Travis for an hour and jabbered. That helped. Plus, he gave me a hug. He's been gone for two months.

I'll be glad that the Party ends tonight. I'm not a party person. I was able to give out a couple extra merit badges, entered two contests, completed one.

Ate up leftovers.

Found out that orange sparkling water goes good with coffee. Made hot carob with orange marmelade. It was an orange day.

Now. Back to my newest Thai TV binge: "Boys for Rent".

I told Stik: "I need to write about "the evils of democracy" someday. That will upset some folks. It's my intention to do so. That would come under historic trends. So would "death to dogma". "

8 septembre

Clyde Cafe is now open. It's just 3 blocks away. Drip is $2. They serve food.

I bought groceries. They are having a sale on potted meat: smoked ham, chicken, tuna. I'll need to go back and buy more. It's easier for me in the long run. One can = 2 to 4 servings. I only spent $11 but didn't want to carry more on my back. Progresso soup is also on sale. Bought ricotta and cottage cheese.

Saw Don, Bob and Dalton.

I'm a bit burnt out. No idea exactly why.

Listless. 4 p.m., 84 degrees but pleasant and AQI is 60 so... I don't think that's the problem.

Posted personal entry. Got 5 responses. Interesting.

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