Thursday, June 23, 2022
Thursday, June 23: A ☔️ Then 🌞 Day, Yoga, 2 Meetings
This morning I got up around 7 AM and decided they breakfast early so by the time class starts at 9 o’clock the food will be digested. Again I had
a stiff back and that seems to be an ongoing issue. I glanced at the window and it look like it it rained this morning. The high temperature
is only supposed to be 73° so I wore my California shirt to keep me warm. Apparently it’s gonna rain most of the day. Right now it’s 8:45 AM and fortunately
it’s just a drizzle. I have no idea when it’s gonna be like when I leave
the studio in about two hours. Hopefully just a drizzle. Well I just ready
that the January 6 committee is getting more evidence every day. That would be cool if they could get Mo Brooks and Pat Cipollone to testify. They're pushing back to
hearings to July. Well class wasn’t quite as grueling is this previous
couple days of class. I was pretty sweaty and I took my time getting
ready. I think it through my emails well cooling off and I also I’m
going to meet Wayne for lunch so I can pick up that SEPTA key card that Larry
gave to Wayne. I think we will eat at the Mexican restaurant
near my house. It is pouring rain out right now. It’s supposed to rain till about 3 o’clock. Hopefully it’ll end by then. I just remembered the word my therapist told me recently. The
word is coercive. I like that word. Wayne and I went to the Mexican restaurant across from Melbourne. Eight for empanadas and Wayne had some pulled
pork. It was very tasty. The rain and start it up again as we were sitting in there. The woman serving us was very pleasant and it was pretty chill. I also
got my senior SEPTA card that Larry had for some reason. It’s gonna expire
in August so after this week but my transit pass is used up all these
the rest of Larry’s. I’m assuming it’ll work on the turn style. Well I got an
email from photo lounge that my prints were ready so I jumped out
of my chair in the kitchen and bolted on the train just in time and picked up
my prince. Not my kings and queens just my prince. I’m going to
go to capital One Café and get my half-price iced coffee soon as I finish this Pepsi zero sugar which doesn’t taste all that great in a can. Turns out the coffee
place capital One Café is closed for a special event they had just big burly
guard dude sit there so no heathen will go in. I love posturing men… Not. Oh well I just figured I go to Fairmont a little bit
earlier and go to Ryebread because that’s the only coffee shop open past five. The effects of the pandemic will last MANY years. As less written about it the effects will still be everywhere. When I
arrived at Ryebread and I swore I recognized the cashier but she’s been working there three days so that was obviously incorrect. I wiggled out of that social faux pas and got coffee and
sat outside. I decided to get a regular coffee because it’s a buck 50 cheaper and it’s lukewarm not hot because I ask for half whole milk because they don’t have soy
They believe in oat milk
only!!! 🤪🧐. Yes the new milk revolution started around 2018 a couple years before the pandemic. The oatmilk march to dominance has not updated one iota! . The hip & groovy have triumphed🤓 well I hung
around and sort of fix the table that was wobbling I tried to screw the screw but it got jammed but it held up the table. I just reserved an Amtrak round-trip to Harrisburg Sunday afternoon
to Monday afternoon. I’m going to see this concert with a friend of mine and LIFT up there. It’s going to be a weekend getaway.
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