Author: streetmadonna
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almost free
i managed to be productive tonight. Listed some items on ebay and already made some sales. They say selling 10 tacos for a dollar isn’t smart business though. If someone purchases the roller ball mouse I’ll laugh. was this a long week. My stomach says so. grateful for orange star flowers, crazy Gideon, Fred rated,…
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Everything must go
Went out on a school night. Even had a shot of tequila. Yay me. It’s chilly and I’m intoxicated by everything around me. I would choose this. grateful for micheladas, Sam Binga, nofx, Laura, snacks, rose garden, Crying from laughing, cup-a-bug, almost the weekend, sweet person, Los Angeles, salt, flexible fat man, power of now,…
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what I like about you
Small things have been bringing lots of joy. I set up a hummingbird feeder and now I have a tiny visitor every day all day. a friend who I admire a lot invited me to a comedy music show. I wasn’t able to make it, but the invitation was what I needed. And what about…
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strength in numbers
Finally a healthy dose of social interaction. My bestie neighbor from the old building ventured up the hill for drinks at one of my new local watering holes. We enjoyed sunlight during the golden happy hour—she said little Tokyo is dark compared to here. She knew one of the bartenders—he gave us the locals discount….
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zero report
Another day of minimal social interaction. I liked it though. I was able to get lots of household chores done. I was so busy I forgot to drink my wine. I spilled coffee today—I never spill—I could hardly believe it. I will see my mom to help her file taxes. I can’t wait. grateful For…
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every day one thing
Happy april. The cruelest month. I made my first mortgage payment. An April fool. i enjoyed today except very little social interaction. Did I talk to anybody except for work people on the screen? Ah yes, the old man in the elevator. He counts! I tried to do stuff around the house. Set up some…
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this is the life
everything’s a blur. It feels like tomorrow could be Monday. I had three big coffees. grateful for great weekends, bright lights, tineco, falling asleep, frozen foods, free time, patio furniture, work peeps, scummy Jon, theragun, being sweet, Chris Clark, pitchers of Sapporo, azizi bbq, laughing all the time. 2:23 am.
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floating on
I wanted to go to sleep early, but midnight to 1:00 am is the shortest hour. Lately, I’ve been working a lot, not sleeping enough, eating what I want, and feeling good. I wanted to talk about tv and art but it was so boring I couldn’t even type it. grateful for white peoples tacos,…
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everything in its right place
When I tell people that moving out of the little Tokyo apartment was “A big ordeal” and that it was “a lot to deal with physically and emotionally”—some people don’t get what I mean. It’s just that moving nearly 15 years of life and death was a lot to deal with. So many clothes, records,…
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Box life
Slowly settling into the new apartment. Unpacking. Meeting neighbors and building staff. Chillin’ poolside. I think people like me. Even the Koreans. this was a long week. I ate mostly leftovers. grateful for quiet upstairs, heated pool, lamb shank, clean sheets, room & board, bonus, my mom, cute milk, all the people. 2:20 am.
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my time
We finally finished moving all the stuff and all the boxes. It was a long ordeal. Our bodies are wrecked. I unpacked clothes and tried to organize my closet tonight. Time flew and I accomplished very little. grateful for all the love, all the boxes, honest talks, noonchi, alkaline water, chicken salad, prayers, mupirocin, enemies,…
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oh nuttin’ honey
I’M STILL NOT DONE MOVING. LAST SUNDAY, MY BEST FRIENDS SHOWED UP AGAIN TO HELP PACK, CLEAN, AND LIFT HEAVY THINGS. I CAN’T BELIEVE HOW LUCKY I AM. They were dirty, exhausted, and sneezing and sniffling from all the dust. I hope they never get mad at me. through all the dirty work, I developed…
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new house new eyes
I’m in my new apartment and it’s superb. Spacious, serene, and unfamiliar. I have dozens of boxes to unpack, but first I have to pack them and then transport them here. My old apartment is a royal mess and half of my things are still laying around on the floor in piles of dust. i…
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packrat offical
happy lunar new year. Another new beginning and wishes for lucky things. Lots of change, light, love, and energy. i’ll write more when I’m not so sleepy. grateful for 880, year of the horse, truckloads, bouquets and kaviar, my coworkers, big boxes, boreal, diamonds, time. 1:40 am.
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Low battery
A lot going on and time never slows down. I got the keys to my new place. I’m not living there yet but it vibes peaceful so I think it should be good. Bright lights no furniture shiny floors. We’ll eat Chinese food on our cardboard box table. I had dinner with Amy tonight. She…
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Shake out
Today was cool. one day closer to the closer. grateful for Tuesday night outings, my mom cheered me up, picks oner, thumbprint whorls, Heineken, big dogs, neighbors, fat wires, slow motion. 1:54 am.
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packing Around
Happy February. This is the month I’ll say goodbye to this wonderful apartment. This is the week I’ll get keys to the top of the hill. I’ll live differently Like a morning person. I’ll write notes like I can no longer associate myself and scratch them out. i’m watching rosemary’s baby right now because it’s…
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easy leaks
I went to the new apartment today to check on a plumbing leak. all seems good—no mold. The place won’t officially be mine until next week, but it’s occupying a lot of my headspace. I was supposed to be packing and doing a bunch of stuff this week, but of course I didn’t. i was…
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on the skreets
i was emotional and didn’t get much of anything done. i recently found out that my friend Luke passed away two months before eddie did. It was a shock and i was sad. We worked together a long time ago and kept in touch here and there. Our conversations were always very good. He was…
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what’s left
Decluttering continues. Dylan and momopot stopped by to help with some of Eddie’s studio equipment. People always offer to help, but my friends actually mean it. i looked through a lot of old personal items that belonged to eddie. Birthday cards written to him by old friends and people he looked up to; photographs of…