Yoga with Jordan, Open Door with Will, Canasta with Papa, Bonfire with Htee

June 16, 2023: Well yesterday the fact that I wrote the first part of the day early in the day turned out wonderful for me, because I was just able to add on the fun Fogo stuff that I got a million photos for later. I’m gonna do that again. Well first things first, I woke up at Mattheas’s house this morning and I had the pills at 6:45am with a 14g fat granola bar I happened to have with me. I was able to take the pill that I had the extras of in my car. I skipped the other antidepressant and the other morning pill, but I did them a few hours later once I got home. So basically I drove home at like 8:45am, and at home I took my other pills that I hadn’t had in my car. I also went straight to the 9am yoga that I had scheduled with Jordan today. Funny as heck, today in yoga, my other yoga teacher Debi was actually in the class too, and she had her mat right behind mine. I considered getting a photo with both of them, but just went for Jordan. I was still wearing the shirt that I’d been wearing yesterday too. I asked Debi why she was in the class, and she told me she liked to take classes and didn't get to do it very much. Then after yoga, I went straight to Papa’s house and had some potatoes and cheese and kibbeh, and then I went changed into one of Talia’s shirts from upstairs, and I went straight into Open Door. At Open Door, first of all I completed all four of the Spanish reminder calls they needed to make, and they actually closed earlier in the day because it was a Friday. I translated for one person, a woman named something like Bertha, and she told me I had really good Spanish. I told her I learned from Ecuadorians, as always. Tragically what I had to tell her was that she was 15 minutes late for the time we’d be open, so I just gave her and her friend two bags of nonperishable food to go, and then we did cleaning, because it’s a Friday and they close up for the weekend. I did that with Victoria and Owen, and Owen said he was alone there the whole morning, and there was a ton of need for Spanish help, which he couldn’t do. So then what we did was we vacuumed up the stuff that was left behind of some of the shelves and wiped them down too, and we actually finished well before 2pm, which was my “shift end time.” So I left at like 12:45, and Owen recommended the cherry limeade seltzer, so I took it, and I went home and got my laundry together and cleaned things and put stuff away. Then I succeeded in forgetting the laundry at my house when I went over to Papa’s. So I went over there and had a Sloppy Joe with him, which was my actual lunch. Then I went back to grab my laundry, which I had a fair amount of, especially since I put in everything that could possibly be dirty, and also Mattheas’s sweater that he given me to wear yesterday, since I didn’t have one in the back of my car. Oh and that experience also led me to put way more clothes in the back of my car, because I remember having a ton back there in the yellow car, but I haven’t in the green car yet. So when I went home I immediately decided to gather a couple sweaters and spare clothes into a garbage bag and put it the back, and I also grabbed a little extra medication for the next time I’m randomly asked to spend the night somewhere. I even texted Mattheas that I’d done that when I did it. At any rate, I did my laundry at my dad’s house, along with his laundry. It also looks like I might go over to a grad party for a girl who I met at Fogo who doesn’t work there anymore either. She’s the one who I went out to the Gay 90s with that one time, and I’ve already decided with Papa that I’ll bring all my laundry home and drop off my laptop at my house too, before I head over. Oh and I failed to mention my third photo here so far. Basically I got my BeReal one minute late today, when my dad was holding up the scores from when we played Canasta and I beat him epically. I think I’ll have some things to add tonight since I think I’ll head over to Htee’s grad party. Next day. Ok so Htee’s grad party was great. We lit a bonfire in her backyard, which was in Maplewood. Htee’s family came from Thailand, and we had Thai food they ordered out, which which was amazing. And I was still the tiniest bit hungry too, because I’d taken my meds with an Indian meal at 6:45pm, making it a perfect 12 hours apart from each the morning ones. And I didn’t get to Htee's until 9pm even, which was more than enough time. I didn’t get a picture with everyone who was there, unfortunately, just a photo with Htee by the fire when it was bright enough to light up our faces. I really should have done one when I first got there, because it wasn’t dark yet. Speaking of the food, they had some chicken curry fried rice and also some spring rolls. I talked a lot to this girl Sarah, who was Hmong and only 17. Her tattoo of a snake around a dagger symbolized something about being gay, which is funny because I have a tattoo of a snake, which I showed her, and it definitely does not symbolize being gay. While I was there I also told them about the upcoming Spanish job, and that I learned Spanish from Ecuadorians. Pretty much most of the people there were high school graduates or seniors, and they were surprised when I mentioned my age. Funny because the day before I’d been hanging out with people 10 years older than me. I also asked Htee if she still talked to anyone else from Fogo, and she said she kind of still talked to a girl named Willow, who I posted a picture of in my Gay 90s Instagram post along with Pedro. When she asked me if I still talked to anyone from Fogo too, I told her that I’d slept at Mattheas’s house the night before. Later on, two other guys named John and Ekin showed up, joining Caleb, Sarah and Makayla, whose Instagram I got. At the end of the night I also had a kiwi strawberry Snapple, especially since I wasn’t drinking because I was driving home. There were a couple other people doing that too. Funny enough when we were getting out the Snapples, Htee said it was good we were taking the kiwi ones, ones because she’s allergic to kiwi. I told her then that she’d be totally forbidden from giving me any penicillin that night then. She also mentioned that she’d like to go to Gay 90s some time with me again, which sounds fun.