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bluesday
September 24, 2007

This morning when I was making tea, a stranger came out of Jane’s room. Someone who looked like a cross between K-Fed and the Ghost of Meth Dealer Present. I spent last night researching jobs at the public library, so I had no idea she’d had a guy sleep over. They must have come in after I went to sleep.

He plopped down into a kitchen chair with a kind of half-nod to me, and spread his legs out in only a pair of gross boxers. I try not to judge people by appearances, but I felt really uncomfortable about this guy’s vibes, and even more uncomfortable that Jane had not run this houseguest by me first. He asked me if I had any coffee and I told him “no” and then he just lit a cigarette in the kitchen like it was nothing. I said um, we don’t smoke in our house, and he looked at me with this icy expression and put the cigarette out on the linoleum floor, which thankfully did not make a mark. That sent me to the edge, so it was all I could do not to pick the cigarette up off the floor and relight it in my own mouth. I slammed the door to the bathroom, slapped a nic patch onto my butt, then ran out of the back door, Jane calling behind me.

After I was on the road I called Ford on my cell. He wanted me to come over to his apartment because he said it sounded like I needed to vent.

Ford had to go to class after an hour, so he’s letting me use the computer at his apartment. Ford’s gorgeous loft apartment. In an old warehouse with a brushed steel bar and Ipod speakers exhuding Billie Holiday from every corner. Not a bad way to spend a Monday morning.

I’ve left three messages on Jane’s cell, but she hasn’t called back. I wish job searching was the least of my worries right now…

healthy living?
September 18, 2007

I found the Stop Inn Grocery in Germantown while Jane was unpacking, and I was the only white person in the whole store, which was a pleasant change. Certainly not in WVA anymore. I’m currently heating up some prepackaged veggie corn dogs and making more tea. J + I made a pact in June to quit the diet-coke-and-smoke routine we’d fallen into senior year. It was only slightly less tacky than the blow-coke-and-smoke habit our sorority friends followed, and I was starting to get really short of breath doing anything that involved stamina. Which includes a lot of fun things…!

Tonight Jane’s sister, Kara, is taking us out to a bar at Five Points. So maybe with the healthy lunch and jog this afternoon I’ll make up for a little boozing this evening.