Went for a walk, thinking it was later than it was, too many people, things happening. Ran into an acquaintance who's much friendlier when she's not with other people with another person. Am I going to the Basement tonight? Don't know, am I? Mikey D is spinning, it's going to be hot. Came across a large quantity of soy protein powder and soytzee soy sticks abandoned on a low wall. Strangely oppressive out, cool but very damp, the world become a basement to mock me. Still earlier than I think, maybe I should have some coffee, maybe I should shave, maybe I should make some new friends. Eyes fuzzy, cold sweat, reflecting on the emptiness of emptiness. Am I going to the Basement tonight?