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02.22.02 - 12:26 p.m. i miss my mom. in our refrigerator i have: 1 package of string cheese (robin) 1 bottle of ketchup 1 bunch of thoroughly inedible grapes (me) 2 bud lights (me) 1 package of salami (robin) this is all. this is depressing. i went to the market for eggs and milk...balked as usual at the ridiculously high prices then salved myself with thoughts of supporting small business. i had scrambeled eggs, one nutri grain bar and a grape sucker for lunch. I am tired and malnourished and i just want to go home and eat tomato soup and grilled cheese and watch pinwheel and take a nap. i tried to make french toast...it burned set off the smoke alarm which woke up brutus the neighbors dog who barked at me twice a second for the duration of my lunch break. I almost got sick, used the last of the toothpaste and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair is a little curly and then mysteriously staight in the front, it looks like i just woke up, i wished i did. suckers make me so thirsty. i think suckers should come with glass of water. I want to go home and sleep. I want to take of all of my clothes and strectch into flannel and waffle knit. I wonder if i can go home early today. i doubt it. i wore my rock star sunglasses to work today. i thought it might help. I caught a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror and surprised myself...i looked old and tired...i looked like van halen. the eggs are wearing me down. that was a meal you should sleep directly after. i have to work tonight...i dont think i can. I want to offer a shrug to everyone and climb into my bed. tomorrow i go to new orleans...my first time. i have to wake up at 6:30 in the morning. oh my god. � 
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