Saturday July 31 2010

DREAM: I’m someone else…a guy who pretends to be other people. Walking around the side of an apartment complex. My friend is smoking. Despite the fake beard and glasses I’m wearing, I fear he might recognize me. I keep my hand over the left side of my face as I walk past. Switch to another scene – sleeping in the back seat of a car with my blue and white comforter. Having a fear that someone might rob me or steal the car I’m in, but I’m terribly sedated from a sleep state making me feel helpless.

11:10 a.m. waking up, trying to get to work by 11:30 a.m.

I grab breakfast to go: Toasted Plain Bagel with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Mango Orange Juice. Zinc and Biotin.

Work at China Wok.

Margot brings me a Caramel Javakula. Refreshing. Talking about current conflicts

Emily is blowing up my phone with apologetic texts concerning last night’s violent outbursts.

Thinking of starting classes soon at the house regarding mind control and logic.

Lunch: Egg Salad Sandwich with Lettuce. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Mango Oolong Tea.

What is it about the female body that is so very striking and gives one tendencies toward obsession? Is it the shape? The circular curves? Or it is a combination of this with their rhythmic movement that controls my drive and reels me in like a snake charmer, except the snake is doing the charming.

Eating a Plum and a Peach.

Finally getting off work after a 10-hour shift.

Crab Rangoon.

Josiah is lying down in the van seat on the porch waiting for me. We go to his house to pick up a futon set to put in a storage unit.

Organizing the VHS tapes while Emily, Kyle, and Elaina have a warm discussion about last night’s shenanigans and working on better communication between each other.

Sitting on the couch with Roma, both on our laptops. Emily is yelling for help from the bathroom asking for a towel. Roma attempts to hand her two different towels from our bedroom, which happen to be the wrong ones she wanted. Finally, I grab the white one and everything is fine.

Eating Split Pea Soup.

A little Unreal with Art. We play bots on the “masterful” setting and win by the skin of our teeth.

I walk to 7-11 to grab milk. It’s raining lightly outside – it’s nice.

Eating a bowl of Frosted Shredded Wheat Cereal.

Sleep around 3:30 a.m.

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