at least it's not 4:20

...no, it was 4:15 when I woke up this morning, after Trish & I went to bed early. She was worried about getting up earlier for work, that she doesn't have enough time to clean her car windows -- even though Karen helped her with tha yesterday. Trish had the day off & did a little cleaning in the kitchen. Karen Kame by around 12:45 & took us to Subway for a real atomic ham sandwich. We finally did budget, after waiting until the month was almost ended. We drove to IGA afterwards & bought a whole bunch of yogurt, some milk, & some canned fruit, with my check book. Our allotment should go up in August.

When we came home Trish & Karen washed the car windows with the Windex they'd also bought at IGA, then we watched "Blue Moon Rising", as Trish likes to call the Pink Floyd video. I had to take a Xanax & fuck Scientology. Since I was a little distraut I called Hope. She's out of her mania & into a depression; still can't sleep. Trish wished her best of luck with her new boyfriend, which reminds me, I called Bryan yesterday morning before Trish vacuumed the floor in the kitchen.

Trish went to bed early last night, which is perhaps the reason I woke up so early. We'll see when I get my shot. I think some of it's from being really leery of Kimothy & I have to speak about that with Perky Pam.