Had roti tarkari for breakfast, tarkari leftover from the day before.
After work went to buy some kratom, they had BOGO offer, so i got fifty bucks worth of them. Tried some with AKS, who was in the park by my house, we came to my place and tried some, it didn't feel like anything. Except we got hungry. We went out for a walk, hoping something would happen, and nothing did. So we went to a pizza place near Cha cha's, and he ordered four slices of pizza. It cost us twenty bucks. Twenty fucking bucks. For four decent sized slices of pizza. They tasted the worst. Overpriced, bland, hard as a cardboard, they sucked overall and I felt very bad about the people of Seattle, and the low quality of sliced pizza they have to live with. I vowed to write about it and avoid pizza at any cost if I can.
We came back to my place, got a small joint we'd bought the weekend before (or was it the same night? memory is vague, and not because we got high later). Smoked some in the park, chilled for a bit, A got lazy and bored, he went home, I came home. Couldn't sleep for some reason, Didn't sleep the entire night, until 9 in the morning when I began working. At least I talked to MK who's not in Nepal rn, so I guess an international friend, for some time.
The lack of sleep would be paid for heavily over the coming days and weeks.
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