Saturday, July 4, 2009

watermelon agua fresca

i'm out of immediate debt, for the moment. this means i am no longer in the red in my bank account.

i've been thinking a bit about moving to my uncle's. i'd have a place to stay. possibly two rooms for myself. my own bathroom. isolation. i honestly believe that no one would come to visit me if i moved out there. with the exception of fes, since he lives in rancho. i would befriend fes and all of jr's old friends. the drive from rancho-lake elsinore is equivalent to long beach-lake forest. doable.

after work, i went to scp apple and tried to talk to someone about getting my phone fixed. i honestly don't know why it's acting up (fast dying battery and mail app crashing). i ended up making an appointment for sunday, but now i don't even know if they're going to take me because the latest appointment they had was for 515. and i'm off work in HB at 5.

went to native foods after and met up with fes to talk. his marriage with courtney is officially done, so he tells me. i feel so bad for the guy. i can't imagine what it'd be like to commit for good, and then get dropped like it was nothing. for a city like san francisco. that must be depressing. we spent an hour or so talking over watermelon agua fresca and just went back to my house to hang.

i've learned this enough times from breaking up, but you never really want to be alone all the time after a break up. that just emphasizes the alone effect of breaking up. i've had moments where i didn't want to talk or see anyone, but those are very short. it's better that way.

sidenote: native totally one upped veggie grill with the WAF. strawberry lemonade does not stand a chance.

also, here's to music in dreams! i dreamed last night that i was sitting in front of a tv with aj, and a commercial for taco bell came on.. but jets to brazil's sweet avenue was the song they used. i remember turning to him and saying, "how weird." and then i think i was looking for someone in a pg.99 shirt later in my dream, so odd. at some point in my dream, z had called and left a voicemail on my phone. it was really kind, he said a lot of nice things and just told me to keep waiting.

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