Friday night, I didn't have any plans, I walked back to my apartment, had some dinner and fell asleep on the sofa. I woke up at 5 am. I was out of it, cold from the A/C - I felt something underneath me. Even money says it's my remote control but turns out, it was my glasses. Here's what my squashed glasses and I look like at 5am:
Bob slept on
I tried to ease them back into shape but there was no use, it was over. I've had those glasses for about 4 or 5 years, they were my face. I may get a new pair but I have to let some time pass, it just hurts too much right now. I like that at 5 am, I was taking photos, I must be out of my mind, ha ha.
Saturday I woke up around 10 and listened to music. Then I drove to Nutley to do my laundry. After that I went to the A & P. I wanted to make Saturday my day to do chores. It was crazy hot/humid on Saturday. I went to Pier 1 Imports to look around. I want an armoire but I don't make armoire money. But they had one there marked with my favorite label, 'As Is' - Hot damn, I was in business. But upon closer inspection, the doors didn't close right and a hinge was busted. I'd be better off if I built an armoire myself, well, maybe not.
Saturday night I cleaned my apartment and listened to music.
Sunday I had plans to go out and explore the world but it didn't end up that way. Here's my Sunday in pictures:
Billy having a
Evelyn having a
Bob having a
All I did was chill out in my apartment. I never left once. I leave you today with a note and a question to HBO. First, the note; Enough with Catch Me if You Can! It wasn't a great film at the theater, why play it 5000 more times? Second, the question; Does anyone watch Def Poetry Jam besides the Def Poetry Jam participants and their families? I had to say it, someone had to say it.
That's it! It's too hot to sleep!
Sincerely your internet friend,
Bob
