It’s been another hot day today. Oddly enough I’m not so tired. I certainly wish I was making more money, but who doesn’t wish for that? The day started off fine. Bill kissing me goodbye as I had another hour to sleep.

Actually it’s an hour interrupted by the alarm clock every 10 minutes thanks to the snooze alarm. I got up around 8:00 and did my shower, shave, coffee and cereal routine. Actually didn’t shave. I’ll shave tomorrow.

Sat in front of a fan and checked emails and whatnot while the Today show showed how easy it is to lose weight while breathing. Who knew?

Ah, a nice breeze just wafted in. Nice and cool. What I aspire to be.

I’ve taken to wearing the suit and shirt to work, carrying a tie in my shoulder bag. I carry the suit jacket and usually by the time I get to the cigar shop, my shirt is see through in spots. Once I’m in the shop, I put on a t-shirt.

I held a lot of people in contempt this morning. Back to some of my old traits. They were held in contempt for not having change when they got on the bus. There are plenty of shops where they can get change and most everyone knows that the fare into Manhattan is $3.20.

But there’s always someone who only has a fiver. And that holds up the bus until the driver allows them on the bus so they could plead for change of a five. I always had my money ready when I got on the bus and now that I am back to have a bus pass it’s one less thing to worry about.

People are dumb. People are rude. People don’t hold the door for other people. Oh how I disliked people this morning. By the afternoon, all that had changed and I merely saw them as semi-conscious animals.

Work itself was OK. It was me and Don Birch for most of the day with Sean coming in the afternoon. We all got along fine. I undercharged someone for some cigars and rather than deal with an irate customer, I paid the tax that I neglected to charge myself.

Then when it came time for closing the bank was short $3.00 which I amended with petty cash which I hope is there for moments like this. Of course things still went awry since there were some forms that I neglected to include and only remembered until it was too late.

Tomorrow I will have to ask Calvin to walk me through the closing process since all I know is piecemeal work. It’s taking the initiative I suppose.

The party lurches forward. Anxiety appears at the edges of my mind. More regretful cancellations. Billie is coming up from DC via Bolt Bus and is expected in Manhattan around 10:30. He will be returning around 6:00. I’m excited to see him again and also excited that my family and friends will finally meet my chocolate sister.

Thanks to the first 5 songs from Gang of Four’s Entertainment album, I made it from work to the bus terminal in 16.5 minutes.