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October 21. Day 113. Warning Number One: I’m drunk. Wwarning Numebr Two: I’m very drunk. Tonight was date night. Mr. A and I headed out to San Diegp’s Gaslamp district, to have an official date — dinner and dancing — before I take off for a week. We landed at The Strip Club, a place where you grill [...] October 20. Day 112. The day of updates: For a few months, I’ve been trying to cancel my second car insurance, since I stayed registered in Boston and California this summer due to the Boston RMV’s incompetence. Finally, phone call after phone call, Boston cancelled my registration and I got a refund for the overlap in insurance. [...] October 19. Day 111. Maybe I felt bolder after yesterday’s invitation, or maybe it’s hard to find bargains or ask for a raise on a lazy Sunday. So I decided I’d ask for something with a social twist. After stopping for a mid-afternoon caffeine jolt with some friends, I headed over to D.G. Wills, one of the [...] October 18. Day 110. Standing in the checkout line at Henry’s, to buy: a bottle of wine, some mushrooms and a bag of peanuts. In front of me, the woman unloads a similar mix of goods: a bottle of liquor (didn’t catch the label), ten limes, a fistful of mint, a bag of veggies. “Are you making mohitos?” [...] October 17. Day 109. Three words that entered my consciousness, INPO: I. Career day, 1988. Third grade. Lunch tables, over by the fence. Between the fire-fighters and nurses, one of my friends is carrying a clipboard and wearing a blue suit. I’m stumped. “What are you, a secretary?” I ask. “I’m a lawyer!” she exclaims. Lawyer? What’s that? II. Karate class, [...] |
    
  
 
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