Tuesday October 26 2010

DREAM: Hanging out with Shannon, an old youth group friend from years ago. We’re in a kitchen. Excited to see each other after such a long time. She’s cooking something. I look at her standing there—wearing soft grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. With a smile I ask her, “So how’s the married life?” She says, “It’s okay,” in a way that makes me believe it really is okay but also with a hint that it’s sometimes a struggle. There’s a package of raw red meat on the counter. I pick up a slab with intent on eating it but then after one bite I toss it in the sink—trying to hide it so Shannon can’t see that I’m being wasteful. I keep doing this periodically throughout our conversation.

5 p.m. I wake up.

Breakfast: Toasted English Muffin with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin E.

A Norfolk Police Officer’s body was found on Oceana Blvd by the strip club—just down the street from my house: http://www.wtkr.com/news/wtkr-officer-dead-oct,0,2858233.story

Going to the usual stores for some groceries. I stop at Cash Converters to look for a computer monitor. The cheapest flat screen they have is $29.99. I notice the only old school full size monitor is $1.99. I ask the cashier guy, who seems to be partially deaf because I have to repeat myself, “What’s the catch?” “That’s just how much we sell them for. We only buy them for a dollar.” I end up purchasing this one.

Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.

Emily, Wesley, and Jon are in my room. Emily’s packing up her things.

Ambrotious hops on the weigh scale. “He weighs ten pounds.” We discover it takes 14 Ambys to make up the weight of Wesley and I individually.

Testing out some computer monitors at the storage unit—trying to eliminate unwanted noise caused from the electric current coming off the monitors.

Eating a slice of Pizza that Wesley offered me from Chanello’s.

Going for a run around the neighborhood.

Enjoying a Strawberry, Blueberry, Pomegranate Smoothie.

James and Jess (She’s in town for a few days) come over and join Roma, Art, and I for poker.

Roma finds a way to say this every time we play, “Big money! Big City! Big People!”

I make a pizza from scratch to which everybody dines in on. Drinking a PBR.

I win second place with my money back while Art wins the pot.

Art has the whole day off. He’s lingering in my bedroom chatting with me about people and things.

Eating a bowl of Cabbage and Potato Skillet.

Recording at the storage unit.

Snacking on Grapes.


Sleep 8 a.m.

No comments: