7:00 PM

i went straight for my fridge when i got home. whiskey was inside. i noticed one bucky ball stuck to the door and that made me laugh. i grabbed the whiskey, sat down at my computer and turned on a little bit of sam cooke-- work had him ingrained in my head. it was one of those days.

Hello Steven Wishnack,

Just thought you'd like to know Omar Koukaz sent you $10.00 USD.

well, no kidding, paypal.

i had thought the craigslist conversation was just a bored stranger. but that was real.

at the time, i thought the $10 gift was proof i had dreamt the entire day. but when i checked my pockets for trash and found my boss' credit card, i realized i was probably still dreaming.

and that's about when i decided to start writing about the day. before i forgot it all.


this is how the day felt. and i don't know if that's good or bad.
thursday was just weird.