4:53pm: pharmacist asked me my last name, then asked gum chewing friend, her name was the ‘correct’ last name, I don’t think I know her but went out of my way to avoid eye contact just in case.

5:15pm: sitting in fucking parking lot. Man in ‘OBEY’ brand tank top walked by. ‘OBEY’ did a good job because when you wear it you’re also doing exactly what they tell you to do.

5:28pm: navy blue toyota corolla passed me as I thought ‘Asians are misrepresented’

5:34pm: it makes more sense to call any time the sun is out ‘a.m.’ I’m tired of this m83 twee ass bullshit song.

6:49PM: have been ranting with mom about ‘the gaul’ of doctors and dentists ‘presuming to act like they know something.’ talked about ‘like life,’ lorrie moore short story. ate a concerta 36mg in preparation for first installment of a video interview to be done in installments over course of liveblog that will be on electric literature ‘the outlet’ blog. blogblogblog. said ‘isn’t it weird that your teeth stop growing’ mid-rant to mom and she said ‘yes! yes that is extremely weird!’ like it was an additional injustice…or something…lol…

7–8:40PM: talked with juliet escoria on skype. we had met before, at the KGB reading. she reminds me a lot of someone else though, i sort of remembered meeting her there but mostly remembered her from having one of those ‘eerily familiar faces’ i can never quite place (in an interesting way). didn’t tell her this. felt myself holding back re some things…drug things…damn, i’m doing it now too…she asked me a question about if i really said everything on the liveblog/didn’t withhold anything, like i said i would, and i’ve been thinking i should stop withholding. have been milling this shit over.

the official interview part was short/business-like but then we talked about other things, covered a lot of things. boogers…seemed to get on a good thing with boogers: we’ve tried them and don’t like them, one time a broccoli head came out my nose when i vomited, she has a friend who vomits so loud it sounds like a scream, i said she should rap while screaming through vomit, juliet vomits once every two weeks due to medication and coffee and is filming vomit…feeling giddy remembering the ‘nasty parts’ of talk…bad little boy parts…boogers…she talked about blue and orange boogers and said you can’t snort addy balls, then a few minutes later i interrupted an unrelated topic to say ‘someone just snorts the adderall xr, the whole pill, and then after that they snort everything, all food.’ she said something about how that wouldn’t work, then something that made me picture raw beef in a tube. she has a friend who farts a lot and they might move in together. one time juliet ordered a pizza alone at a bar but the bar sold pizza, i thought she meant she ordered domino’s. she and the fart friend made up ‘folo’ which is like ‘yolo’ but it means ‘forever alone.’