Monday, April 18, 2022

Day One Hundred Eight: 04/18/2016

 04/18/2016
6:30ish p.m.

    I am at a pizza place with the baby.  Sorry about the last few pages, I was inspired to write while I was walking to work.  It's probably nearly illegible since I was literally walking as I wrote.

    The baby is transfixed by some show on my phone.  It is cold in here, but sitting outside is not good for my allergies.  I am ingesting greasy fries.  It doesn't feel good but I am hungry and they are here.

    I joined a dating site last week at Enrique's prompting.  I don't imagine you'll be particularly happy with the news.  You just live so far away though and I barely get to see you.  Although if I cancelled less I'd see you more, I realize that.

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