i didn’t drink any coffee or espresso today. But I had multiple matcha lattes. Lotta lattes. Muchas matchas, etc. I fell asleep after dinner.

my neighbor treated me to sushi. Dinner was his idea. Sushi was my idea. Turns out he doesn’t eat raw fish. He also doesn’t eat ramen. Dude is living in the wrong neighborhood (little Tokyo). I learned a lot of interesting things about him though. Motorcycle accident. Jail. Meth. Everybody in the world has interesting things to share about themselves. Even me. problem is, who’s interested in hearing about them?

While scrolling on ig I discovered that skip and Martha engblom lost everything in the Eaton fire. Skip founded dogtown and Santa Monica airlines and is pretty legendary. eddie did the sound for the dogtown and z boys documentary (poster can be seen on my bedroom wall in the starlight photo I posted on January 13). We love dogtown and Sma around here.

one day after skating the Glendale Verdugo skatepark, eddie and I stopped for tacos and margaritas at la cabanita. An older gentleman approached us and complimented our t-shirts. I was wearing an sma natas tee (with panther) and eddie was wearing a blind Jason lee dodo skull shirt. Eddie recognized skip right away and They talked a bit about the documentary. He was very nice. Skip and Martha finished their meals and said goodbye to us and then they left. The server told us that they bought us another round of drinks. It was one of those rare, special chance meetings.

so many people need help after the fires right now. i’m not really going out there and gathering supplies or donating clothing or household items. but I am sending funds when I can. and also making purchases in which the proceeds benefit those who need them. I bought this (you should too):

10:23 pm.

A little bit of a hard time while cooking today. I used to put hot dogs in our spaghetti because eddie and I were big fans of young Sheldon. Well, I didn’t add any hot dogs today (because it was only for comedic effect) but many memories resurfaced. Told you dinner time is the hardest part of the day. In the end, the spaghetti was of course beautiful.

I plugged in the electric blanket so the bed is warm. Nobody else in the world loves their creature comforts more than I do. And I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world right now.

i never have to leave this apartment. Except on Friday I’m going to the dentist.

10:51 pm.

I’ve had a chill in my bones all day. Not like I’m getting sick or anything like that…just cold because it’s winter. I decided to turn the heat on. Being in the apartment by myself means I can set the temperature to whatever I want. But not above 77F because the building put a limit on our smart thermostats. People were mad.

i’m hungry right now. Nowadays I try to eat whenever I’m hungry even if it’s late at night. But I had so much sugar (sweetened espresso and multiple matcha lattes, pecan pralines, vanilla macaron) today I’m going to pass on a late-night snack. Even if it would’ve been just an apple or some crackers. Eddie’s mom FaceTimed me today. I never have to step on a scale again because she’ll always let me know with accuracy (and without me asking) whether I’ve gained weight or lost weight. She said I gained!

Thought about skateboarding again today. You know what it is…I think I’m afraid I can’t do it anymore. Like i can’t even push around. I want to go practice in a parking lot at night by myself. Well, you can come if you want. I guess Meet me at Hastings sears in an hour but in the year 1998. I’ll treat you to carrow’s after. 10:17 pm.

Mondays aren’t the worst. The cute bartender poured a lot of mezcal shots but we were fine.

A couple of first-time things: 1) i made iced matcha lattes. not a big deal. i used the nespresso aeroccino milk frother gadget. matcha will be my late afternoon caffeine fix from now on. #bestgiftever 2) i ordered sushi on an app and walked and picked it up. kind of a big deal. dinner time, uber eats, and eating food alone brings back a lot of eddie memories and some pain and sadness. but when a sushi craving hits, it hits. I am going strong.

it’s not the “alone” part that’s hard. i was mostly alone even when he was right beside me. i love the alone part and can still feel him right beside me. it’s the missing part that’s hard.

Now We bump techno or wu-tang youtube 24/7 in this apartment because of the upstairs neighbors. I can sleep through Adam beyer, but can’t sleep through the stomping.

11:33 pm.

A beautiful 1/11. Advanced hermit mode unlocked. I never have to leave my apartment again.

morning: espresso drinks with neighbor.

afternoon: omelette and cleaning. Even the mirrors and floors.

Evening: watermelon basil margaritas and Blake lively movie. raspberry macaron.

night: cheese and crackers and pecan pralines. Dms.

12:55 am: reflection. I should have done some stretching today. Other than that, I think i could beat this level.

Tonight I was the bartender and made margaritas with chamoy rim paste. I made the paste too. The party foul was that I ran out of tajin, but everything was good nonetheless.

an update on my noisy, heavy-footed neighbors upstairs: I want my wine and chocolates back. I’m bumping an Amelie lens set right now through the Sonos sound system as a means of noise blocking (and retaliation, perhaps). My other neighbors might be mad at me for this but I’ll blame 439. Eddie liked Amelie. 1:26 am.

the fires continue to rage across la. I didn’t watch too much news about the destruction, but i saw a lot about the community helping the community. And looters helping themselves. What an inexplicable world.

i had rap snacks for dinner.

hope you have a good weekend planned. I’ll be doing what I do best: nothing crack.