What Is It With Dykes and Guitars?

Dear Vic,

Three things you should not have done today:

1. Carried 40k of of onions on your shoulders up the stairs to that restaurant on the first floor. Even though you're fricking proud of it. You've got nobody to work on the knots in your muscles and loosen them.

2. Worn Docs to work. They don't leak. But they're purple Vic and the biker you work with just had to pick on them. Remember he said they were possibly the gayest thing he'd ever seen.

3. Looked up Kaprekar numbers (I'll write about it tomorrow) before going to work a full day at the fruit shop. Knowing - you idiot - that you'd be peeling carrots or some other mindless thing for the afternoon, leaving your mind to wander. To wonder why. What is the point of naming such a phenemenon?