6.21.12

Spent last night drinking wine, smoking hand-rolled tobacco and eating homemade salsa in the grass with friends. Oh yezh dare wuzh a doobie dare too.

Had a blast, didn't want the night to end, but everyone had work in the morning.

Inexplicably woke up at 8am today. Beautiful. Decided to run with it. Still Mother Hubbard's Cupboard at my place so I sauntered down to the local breakfastery to break mine fast. Enjoyed a BLT with eggs and hashbrowns on it.

More about yesterday though... I woke up somewhat downtrodden, I knew I had some mentally taxing endeavors looming. My account was 200 in the negative and the 2 paychecks I'd received from working on the movie didn't cover it. I've yet to receive the other 2 paychecks owed to me. So first thing, I called about those, got that squared away and then set out for a lil town called Productivity. Population: Vish.

My good buddy (and getting better) Joe had lent me his car to run some errands that are difficult for me to do sans vehicle. Shortly after expediting some local errands that I could actually do on foot, I texted a friend that might be interested in a burn-run, and when she responded, she had just quit her job. So I scooped her and we blazed on the way to the bank. Once I got there, I took a big breath in, swallowed my pride and steeled myself to do what had to be done. I signed the checks and deposited em.

Positive balance?

How the...

THANKS MOM. YOU ARE A REAL TEAM PLAYER. FUCKIN' CLUTCH.

After that, we headed over to REI for me to switch out my Vibrams for freshies. That sounds affluent, but trust me, the reality was I'd literally worn holes in the soles already. Walking is a huge part of my life, so I had to get those back up to snuff.

Get this, because of REI's AMAZING return policy, and return policy procedures, I left the store with $70 cash money (American) in my pocket, a fresh purr o kicks sent to the crib and an eavesdropped acquiescence of bike knowledge. I want a rough n' tumble road bike or a super sporty mountain bike. Tachyon GT 3.0 really caught my eye. Seemed like a great hybrid.

So I went to robinson fully expecting to leave with my account in the negative and instead I left with it in the positive and with duckets in my coinpurse.

Then we drove back to Joe, burned another bowl, dropped her off and Joe and I headed to open mic at Cannon Coffee on Brookline Blvd. Neither Joe or I had time to perform because he had plans with a mutual friend that I was wholly intent on crashing, and boy am I glad I did. That was said nighttime frontyard picnic.

I am full of my old familiar positivity. I'm sore, I feel weak and withered, but I am happy and hopeful. I've not been able to maintain my gym routine for about a month and it's starting to make me a bit cranky. Regardless, I just can't help feeling like the day is rife with opportunity!

I have so many options!

I already flirted with a pretty girl whilst ingesting bacon (should be a standard part of every day) and now I've centered myself by journaling.

I want to do any or all of the following today:
2 Big Blogs
Look for local employment
Go to the pool
Write

Gotta try to cram as much of that^ in before 5 as I can.

After 5 I'm getting to go play the make-believes again and hopefully after that meeting up with a pretty girl. Not just any pretty girl, one I've been crushin' on...