My friend Dave G. and I had parked our bikes outside of a small gas station and I quickly went in to purchase a pack of cigarettes without letting Dave know. They only had 3 different kinds so I had to choose between Marlborough and Benson & Hedges (which is what I used to smoke). They also had an entire wall of snow-cone machines but I had taken so long picking out smokes that I let the girl behind me get her snow cone while I decided on which flavor to get. By the time it was my turn Dave came in wondering what was taking me so long. As I picked a flavor that I had never heard of I could hear Dave speaking a few lines of Polish to the girl and I wondered where he had learned Polish from.

Next, Kasia and I were walking our bikes and she was talking about getting a dog. For some reason I knew we already had some kids so I said “Yes” because I thought "Well it's already too much to handle so what's a dog going to hurt?" I was already stressed.

Next I was in the bedroom and I noticed a group of flies had gathered on his big glass jar on the dresser. I started swatting at them with a flyswatter and Kasia got upset that I wasn't being more careful. I assured her that the jar was much too heavy to be knocked over and continued to swat away. Eventually the room was infested with hundreds of bees and wasps which we ran around swatting and stomping on and spraying with Raid until there was just a mess of dead insects all around. Moments later the room was filled with thousands of worms, which we decided was a naturally occurring repercussion of killing so many insects at once.