Thursday, August 22, 2013

Journal for today

Today for the first time, Brewster asks me how much Milk I would like.  Yesterday for the first time, he asked me what beans I wanted.  I am unable to work after 8.00 p.m.

Delivery time:
Chops:  Is it something really good?
Me (very tired)  I don't know.  It's a piece of sh...
Ironically, it was something different.  I had expected the usual clothing exchange, but it was a wrapped gift.  He told me to look at it later.  'More fun that way'.

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