i broke a plate this morning.
last night my friend David suggested i buy a cheap plate and smash it. the plate broke of its own accord in a sink full of hot sudsy water. i didn't get to smash it myself. i feel cheated.
my last summer paycheque came in.
i went to the bookstore and the used bookstore knowing i could buy myself a book or two. i bought nothing.
i met one of my neighbours that i didn't even know lived in my building. she's probably 70 years old. Her daughter is the secretary at Dr. Bushman's office.
i went to the grocery store to buy a chicken for dinner. "would you like potatoes with your chicken breast, ma'am" asked the doe-eyed newbie at the deli counter. "No, i want a WHOLE chicken." Oh god, i hope i don't turn into the girl in Girl, Interrupted who would eat a whole chicken and keep the carcasses under her bed.
at the store i ran into the Trumpet from band. she didn't seem convinced when i said "i'm not working on monday so i'll definitely be there". she ran into me a few minutes later in another aisle and reminded me again that i am welcomed to come back.
they are doing renovations (that's what they say but a cashier told me they are making the store smaller) to the grocery store so today they had some ridiculous sales on. I got 8kgs of rice for $7. And a jar of my favourite pickles for 99 cents!
the grocery man gave me a free scoop of chocolate covered espresso beans. i think it was so i would stop giggling at him and another man who were comparing their recipes for fruit dip.
my sister called me to thank me for parcel of useless items i sent her this week.
concord grapes.
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