-Nothing amiss. And I retrieved my computer. So now I do have something to do at work.
Blog.
-This weekend's activities has put me even further behind, postwise. Just what I need- something else to be compulsive about.
-Luciano introduced himself last night. I foolishly allowed myself to be caught outside while putting away my gear. I nearly always duck in as someone passes, but yet another toothless wonder surprised me trying to remember the combination to my box lock. He asked me what year my airstream was... three times. He asked to peak inside, which I idiotically agreed to. He has an airstream too. And he wanted to discuss. His is a 2005 which he paid $54k last year. I personally would have spent some of that money on say... teeth and a razor but that's just me. He noticed my snowboard and my bike and mentioned them. I may have to install a security system. When I went home to check my crib, he was wandering around wearing a Tupac t-shirt and basketball shorts and a backwards baseball cap. Luciano is around 60. He's white. He looks homeless. I hope I'm not the pot calling the kettle black here but I think he's a fucking freak! His presence in the park unerves me.
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