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July 31. Day 31. Today I had a perfect asking opportunity and passed it up. The owner of a coffee spot I love (the spot, that is, not the owner) made me a cafe au lait. It was abominable. A soupy, translucent something. Coffee it was not. Normally, the waitresses prepare the drinks, but today [...] July 30. Day 30. I met a poet yesterday. A goateed gentleman who composed a poem at the very table where Mr. A and I were playing scrabble, at a very crowded Lestat’s around midnight. A table, no less, which he kindly sacrificed so we’d have a place to put the board. And I didn’t [...] July 29. Day 29. The earth just rattled, and I sprinted under a door. I checked the Earthquake Map, and sure enough, a 5.4-er rocked Southern California. And then, reading Marketwatch, I spotted these comments from readers reacting: They’re dumping subprime foreclosures into the Pacific. –Gbaily Love it! Earlier today I called [...] July 28. Day 28. I’m sitting at Rubio’s, where I’ve just eaten two of their new gourmet tacos. “Gourmet” being a code word for counterintuitively stuffed stuffed with bacon and way too salty. Which makes me think of two things: ipods and english muffins. Ipods, because I think I may indulge, after years of resistance, but I’m [...] July 27. Day 27. I’ll skip the narrative this evening in favor of the direct, bullet point approach. – Purchased: 2 tanktops, one black, one teal. – Asked: Vaguely, if they were on sale or if I could get the second at a discount. – Gained: Nothing. “Sorry, those aren’t on sale.” Case closed. |
    
  
 
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