Thursday February 18 2010

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2:45pm I wake up.


Dream: I’m in a movie but kind of watching at the same time. Tom Cruise is acting as an FBI agent wearing an all brown army suit and Stephen Lang (from Public Enemies and Avatar) plays another FBI agent. There’s a power struggle between both of them. Cruise is giving a speech to all the other agents.

Lang butts in really loud at the end, “And we will not kill anyone in this operation!”

Cruise gets irritated and they start wrestling each other. Later, all the FBI agents are walking down the street in a suburban neighborhood. I become Tom Cruise. I see all these kids playing on the sidewalk and they start to follow us. I jokingly aim my fingers in a gun shape at some of them and make the sounds of a gun with my mouth pretending to shoot them. We finally get to our location and it’s a Wal-Mart. The parking lot is huge. There are people camping out, playing football, skateboarding, etc. I tell everyone to split up...


Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon and Strawberries, Orange Juice, Zinc and Vitamin E.


I shower.


Lunch: Tuna and Tomato Sandwich, Baked Lay’s, Honey Black Oolong Tea, and a Banana.


I work at China Wok and it’s busy. Tips are good.


I notice whenever I talk to myself, I refer to me as “us” or “we” sometimes. I always feel there are two different entities inside me.


Dinner: Vegetable Lo Mein, Edamame Soybeans, Sparkling Raspberry Green Tea.


I discover that Gmail now reminds you to add attachments before you send an email if you mention the word “attach” or “attachment” within the letter. It’s a wonderful concept.


I drop off some money for Caleb that I made from Craigslist and visit Megan for a couple of hours. I play her guitar and come up with a new song. I realize how logical and serious I can be.


Emily always brings home leftover Starbucks pastries and goodies. So I eat one of the Cinnamon Buns with some Milk.


I work on some dream projects.


I clean my teeth then sleep at 5:30am.




[i] Get Chur Brain Straight. Phil Gray.

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