Wednesday, 11 January 2017

I waved to Barb’ra who was in Pizza Boy as I passed but she did not notice me. 

S’eed at FD lane end, scrutinizing his mobile device.

LB at OJL. Tried to be very plain and open with my extreme tendency to procrastinate. A skimpy chef salad considering the price of it and the sizes available in other diners. Somehow forgot to check in.

“When I think of the Middle East, I don’t think of Jews.” —one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard said by a Jewish‐American, uttered by my dear משה.

Light rain. Somehow rationalized, even after a LB meeting, that it was okay to buy two bags of discount dark chocolate (some with almonds) at DR (21:23).

As I came upstairs to my floor, Bry. was walking down the hallway repeatedly hitting what appeared to be a pillow back and forth against opposite walls, which I think he compared to beating a rug.