24 April 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

In the morning I hung out with Martin, a persistent homeless guy.  We ended up getting bacon egg and cheese rolls at a little bodega off the Myrtle-Willoughby stop.  Martin took five sugars in his coffee, and convinced me to buy him several ho-hos as well. 

Grateful for a warm, dry bed, I spent all day sleeping.  Why so sad?  Oh yeah, the weather.  Plus, Guin has disappeared again.