Sunday September 26 2010

DREAM: In the gymnasium of London Bridge Baptist Church (when I was younger, my mom used to be a janitor there and I would hang out in the gym and play basketball). Lounging along the sidelines with my laptop excited that there’s WiFi—Felix and I sitting against the wall. Aaron is lying on his stomach facing away from us trying to nap I guess—he is completely clothed but his bare ass is showing. Felix makes a joke about waking up in the morning to find his butt in his face. Laughing. Conducting some business on my laptop—talking about how we’ve all pushed Tokyo (our former band) under the rug. Entertaining the idea if Tokyo got big without us knowing—I tell them about the contest on itunes where you submit a single and Adam of Owl City will listen and give a personal review of his favorite. I uploaded our song, “Bridge”. A coach across the gym blows the whistle and we all have to line up for basketball practice. There’s a bunch of other kids there as if it were a youth group event. Everybody’s lined up and ready to go. I’m in position but then I realize I don’t have my shoes on—I imagine sliding across the slick floor and falling. I run back to grab them as they stand and wait for me impatiently. It’s taking me a long time to put on my brown boots—slipping them under my jeans. My dad is there, a chaperone I guess. I joke with him, “Remember all the basketball camps I went to?” He chuckles thinking about it. The coach blows the whistle and we start. I’m not sure what to do. I watch the others and figure it out. With no ball involved you’re supposed to “attack” another person by using both hands and squeezing their arms. I try this on a few people, “Gotcha!” I continue on. I remember seeing a few cute girls earlier. I sneak attack one of them, and then I kind of leave the game and walk over to the kitchen nearby. Another girl approaches me from behind grabbing my butt. “Ooooh,” I respond playing along but inside I’m kind of weirded out by it. Getting a drink of water from the water fountain. It’s squirting off to the left with too much force. I notice kids getting pizza out of the kitchen. I was wondering when they were going to feed us…

Around 3:30 p.m. I wake up.

Breakfast: Toasted English Muffin with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Black Tea with Honey. Zinc.

Work at China Wok.

Lunch: Egg and Cheese Burrito from Sonic. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.

Number of Non-Tippers for this Shift: 0

Groceries at Kroger. I found Watermelon!

Fixing up a new fail-safe DVD/VCR entertainment system for the house.

Ken, Rocky, and Emily are home—Ken and Emily having a meeting for the film they’re making. Ken says there is a rumor that 14 cats died in the making of Milo and Otis.

Rocky is super stoked as she reads the band list for the CMJ festival.

As soon as Emily leaves the house for Norfolk, Kenneth walks in excited about a printer he just found. He leaves, then Jamil walks in. I marvel how much this past hour has resembled a sitcom. “See! This place is a sitcom!”

Watching the movie, The Invention of Lying [2009], which depicts a world where no one has the ability to lie. Rocky is doing yoga, as I use the purple Ab-roller for crunches, as Ken is eating leftover flounder, as Jamil is on his laptop—quite a laughable scene.

Rocky leaves for New York to visit Josiah.

Chomping down on Muscadine Grapes. “I can’t stop, Ken.”

In the kitchen making dinner while Roma is on Skype with his parents in Russia.

Dinner: Baked Tilapia with Onions. Jasmine Rice. Fresh Steamed Broccoli. Garlic French Bread.

I think I hear Roma talking in his sleep.

Getting frustrated with the internal bugs I’ve been discovering in Ableton. Trying to remedy the situation.

Eating a bowl of Crisp Rice and Frosted Toasties together with Mango.

Troubleshooting at the storage unit.

Sleep around 7:30 a.m.

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