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Chapters (11)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. March 18, 2013
  4. March 27, 2013
  5. April 4, 2013
  6. April 11, 2013
  7. April 30, 2013
  8. May 21, 2013
  9. June 13, 2013
  10. August 3, 2013
  11. August 12, 2013

7:52pm: in mom’s hotel room, talked about her trip sitting on her bed. She said she gave a guy a tip for helping with her bags, then later the hotel manager helped with something and she tried to tip her and she said ‘are you the lady who gave bill a tip?’ mom said she was. The lady said ‘that made his night, no one tips here.’ Mom said something about stopping for directions at a rite aid with an employee ‘you would just fall in love with, I know it.’ A garbage truck stopped to help her in traffic and she fell in love with him too. I said she had a harem. she said ‘i like to call them my ‘swains” in a British accent. Figured out dinner plans. We’re going to sel de mer. She said ‘is it okay of I wear glasses?’ I said ‘of course mom.’ She said ‘the other night I asked that to dad, if he thought it was okay if I wore glasses,’ laughing like ‘oh boy this is silly of me.’

8:03pm: mom walked into hotel bedroom from bathroom, saying ‘I could just go like this, goddamnit,’ laughing.

10:07pm: drove to williamsburg. Showed mom Tao’s apartment I sublet in November 2011. Showed her where Zachary lived with Tao when I met them in 2009. Discreetly ate 1mg Xanax while exiting car, aware of being near apartment Zachary is probably inside now. Told mom Tao and I would buy kombucha and sometimes chipotle powder from a deli near sel de mer and the head waitress said something once about how we brought kombucha and didn’t order alcohol, like she ‘knew’ us as ‘people who order lobster and don’t talk and bring in their own spices and drinks.’ Mom said ‘why would you always get lobster?’ I said ‘it was just good…really good…it was like eighteen dollars.’ Mom said ‘the green apple deli, now I know ‘the green apple deli.” I said ‘the sign looks new, I don’t think it used to have a name.’ Waiter at sel de mer seated us at table close to door. Mom got up to use the bathroom. Waiter said ‘and just so you know, we’re out of [hard to understand] tonight.’ I said ‘you’re out of what?’ he repeated it. I nodded and said ‘oh okay, thank you.’ He walked away.

10:18pm: mom walked back from bathroom, smiling embarrassedly and rolling her eyes. I said ‘was there a line?’ She sat and said ‘well, you know, I don’t know. There was something going on with the door, so maybe someone was inside? I think I’ll just try again later.’