I'm feeling fine

I went to bed I'm not sure when, but after I'd found all but one of the Ebay things to ship, and gotten them paired up with what box, padded envelope, etc. they needed and printed the labels, I just didn't want to do any more, so I stacked them up out of the way and went to bed, after drinking 50ml of alcohol.

Before that I'd done a practice, the Irons exercises anyway, and cooked up a nice broccoli beef and eaten that.

The practice was pretty late, but for some reason Crazy Chrissie isn't getting water from the place right  next door 3X a night and hanging out in front of here messing around with her crackheadmobile. She's set up shop up near the front of the complex and has her two crappy cars there, lawn chairs, other shit, and can be seen staggering around looking like the hag she is. Maybe she's found another faucet to get water from up there, or maybe she's finally burned her bridges with the Mr. Softee people. If she even showed the slightest threat to the guy's wife and child/children, that would do it.

She may have also noticed I don't go around here without some weapon in my hand, either the long stick with a deck screw sticking out of the end of it, or my "explainer"- the 22" bolt with a handle made of bike tube, a wrist strap, and all of it wrapped in yellow tape. I ride with that in my hand, with the strap on my wrist, ready to go.

So she's up near the front, and has some caveman-looking bum helping her mess with her cars. I'm glad she's away from here. For one thing, it means I don't have to worry about what time I practice so much.

So, up at 2, had coffee and nuts etc., then packed the packages and was out the door at a few minutes before 5. The post office and FedEx dropoffs went fine, and behind H Mart there was tons of Napa cabbage, great if I want to make my own kim chee. But I don't right now. 

I had a hankering to get some small snack, and stopped at a place in the same complex with a gym and 5 Guys and a bunch of stuff, called VN Cafe. I parked my bike and trailer in front and ordered the spring rolls, and watched the bike like a hawk. If anyone started messing with it, I'd go out and beat their ass. No one did, though. There was bum with some bags and stuff sitting against the front of the Subway, planted there like a (begging) mushroom. What a place to hope for a free meal, though. A while back it was revealed that at Subway, all the meats are made of turkey, except for the turkey, which is made of old  yoga mats.

I ate the spring rolls over at my nice shady spot in Lumentum's parking lot, and they were pretty good.

I picked up plenty of packing supplies along my route, and got in here and am staying in. Since I'm not drinking any more, and "gathering" a lot of my vegetables, I don't need to go to the market so often.