DREAM: A bowl of Alpha-Bits cereal—a gorilla with a hint of red resembling the character Chaos from an old video game, Primal Rage. He jumps up on my lap—talking sweet to him as if he was a cute pet—I call him a normal name like Amy or Julie.
Just before 5 p.m. I wake up.
Breakfast: Toasted Bagel Plain with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin E.
Meeting a couple I found on Craigslist at their house. Buying a futon bunk bed from them. Their little boy is excited to show me his space ship made out of LEGOS.
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
MUSICPLAYER practice at the storage unit with Chris and Kal.
Chris describes his Radiohead concert experience with Josiah from a while ago: pouring rain—pants and shoes soaked—yuppies in front of them—getting high together.
Back home. Art wants to borrow a stick of butter to bake Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies with.
Cutting up Watermelon.
He helps me move the futon bunk bed into the shed and trailer—Ambrotious is outside lying in the middle of the road—it’s still raining lightly. “That little shit!” It’s not uncommon for me to come home and find the cat outside let out by other roommates. “Art, how hard is it for people to be careful opening the front door…apparently really hard.”
Eating cookies and milk.
Stretching and doing ab crunches—watching the rest of What to Do in Case of Fire .
Dinner: Baked Cod Fillet. Steamed Artichoke with Yogurt Dip. Garlic Tortillas. Blood Orange Soda.
Watching Hitler Meets Christ , a low budget film imagining a meeting with Jesus and Hitler.
At the storage unit—playing music—writing lyrics for a new song.
Sleep around 7:30 a.m.