Paid for things. Cashier who I had previously identified as ‘does not like customers or anyone or working but likes showing everyone he hates everything’ seemed happy to see me. He is older. He said ‘you. Hi.’ I smiled and said ‘he-lloo’ sounding unintentionally child-like. He read the prices aloud as he entered them in the cash register machine. He picked up the ‘sugar-free ruggelah-like date product’ and said ‘eeh-uh. Hm.’ I said ‘I think it’s five dollars, five ninety-nine?’ he looked at me and continued handling the box. I said ‘I’ll get another one.’ he said ‘you get another one.’ brought one with an orange price sticker back. He said ‘ah, five ninety-nine’ and looked at me like ‘blackjack dealer who knows the person won that shit.’ Other people were approaching me on both sides and he was kind of ‘dealing’ with them as he rung me up. Octopus-like ability to wrangle three registers. As he was ‘dealing’ with someone I bagged my things. He had taken out another bag then saw that I did and made a face like ‘I’ve had enough of this. You are part of the ‘this’ that I have had enough of, but thank you.’ We told each other to have a good night.

4:15AM: made chia mixture (chia seeds mixed with water and raw honey in jar) for tomorrow. if you soak chia seeds they develop little jelly-like membranes. have some idea that this is good for me. ate 1mg xanax, drank two woodchucks, put chips on reuben and ate sitting at the table. watched an episode of ‘the office.’ brushed teeth and put on silky black and white short nightgown, thinking ‘you have a bed, now you can wear the nightgown.’ bought it when i moved in to first apartment in baltimore, thinking ‘you have an apartment, you should have a nightgown now.’

9:[something]AM: woke feeling UTI pain. ate two apricots.

11:11AM: woke from dream, the only image of which i remember is being in my apartment and seeing a 18”×10”×16” off-white shiny loaf of bread with 1mg xanax and a note taped to it, from my dad, that said ‘you could’ve asked.’

sitting on the toilet, to wait for water and azo standard to relieve UTI pain. started reading juliet’s liveblog. happy that ass is liveblogging.

read about amanda bynes throwing a bong out her window and wearing a wig and two fake nails and sweatpants to court. she is on violation of probation for driving with a suspended license. remembered a few days ago the DMV emailed me about my ‘using cell phone while driving’ ticket that said i needed to contact them because the officer entered my name wrong, and that…as a consequence, could be my license could be suspended. it has been suspended once before, in july 2010, for not paying a parking ticket.