I wake up, 9am....."what the hell is that? Oh the garbage truck....OH SHIT! THE GARBAGE TRUCK!" I run downstairs and halfway down the block to hand my bag of garbage to the guy collecting the trash. Too awake from my run to goto sleep I decide to go see my mom who works right across town. I get there and I'm told about two
computer problems I take a look at the both, one simple and fixed in 2 minutes, the other weird and the machine is off to a repair shop. My mom loans me $40, we smoke a
cigarette, and I come home to wait.
Rather than just sitting around waiting for the phone to ring right off I talk to my neighbor whos waxing his car for a few minutes, then goto
the corner store. I buy a can of coffee (
Maxwell house), a jar of
cheap yellow mustard, a quart of
whole milk, and a half pound of balogna (an
excuse to put cheap mustard on something).
Now back at the apartment I think about noding while waiting for someone (ANYONE) to call me and want to set up an interview.
Oh well at least I have coffee.