i wish there was more to see on my short walk from the office to the train station. maybe i should take the scenic route to another station just so i can encounter more photo ops. a lot of former office spaces (now all empty) are being converted into luxury condos. although i hate to see rich people getting a piece of this prime real estate area, i can't wait for the place to gentrify some more, if nothing else, hopefully the streets will be cleaner. it's not so bad at nights, because i walk in the streets, but during the day, when i'm on the sidewalks, it's like an obstacle course trying to avoid overturned garbage bins, smashed liquor bottles, and the piles of dog poop. it's a dirty part of town. surprisingly though, not a lot of people hang out there, it's dirty and dead.
i picked up my prescriptions at cvs before coming home. one of the prescriptions i was refilling before my current pills ran out so for some reason my insurance wouldn't pay for it, so what should've been $10 ballooned to something like $40. i told the pharmacist i didn't want it then, and just took the other prescription for atenelol, which i did need. this ironic saga of the high blood pressure medication is hopefully over.
once i got home, i figured i'd have a quiet evening of relaxing, read my new fish book that just arrived in the mail today ("you & your aquarium"), and maybe try out a new recipe, but alex wong called me up, "what're you doing?" which in alexspeak means, "i'm in the neighborhood, can i come over?" i said sure, he stayed briefly, but sort of got bored and left. no french bread pizza for him tonight! i ended up just heating a can of soup, my doctor's voice in my head, "tony, that is a high sodium food."
i'm getting used to this clean-shaven look, but the stubbles are already growing back, my face feels like a very fine sandpaper. by this weekend, that escaped convict look! or maybe lost on a desert island. i don't plan on shaving anytime soon.