and the last time i passed through satisfaction i didn't recognize a single soul there

Black beans and tortillas and wine and chocolate, while disgusting to some, has absolutely soothed my evening. Listening to the Cowboy Junkies thinking about Lisa and wondering how she is. Wondering if I can actually afford to go into the city this Friday, what with all the huge amounts of work I have to do and the mere $32 I have up here. Feeling the pleasant wine-flush my face gets. I don't know why it does that, you'd think my mediterranean constitution would be stronger than that. I worked out 2 times today, once for gym class and then again later after my three hour stint in the library. I think I'll compile some Arendt resources for Professor McCarthy before going to the SEIU meeting.