Tuesday October 5 2010

DREAM: Exploring a big house built with an extensive kitchen. A man is showing a woman around a second kitchen meant for guests. “And this griddle oven is great! I found it for $20.” I examine the griddle oven, which is some unique version of a normal oven but only meant for baking pastries and other things of the like. I step into a cave-like hallway—the ground made of brown red clay or dirt—people walking around me, a busy scene. A guy approaches me and confesses a secret about how he’s going to plant a bomb tomorrow. His name is Brian. It’s understood he doesn’t want me to tell anyone. He walks away and immediately I inform one of the security officers nearby. “He’s right up the way. I’ll grab him.” I start searching for Brian amongst the crowd. Some look similar to him and I fear he may have shaved his beard and cut his hair to look different. I see someone from behind that looks just like him and seize them. It’s a girl but it’s understood that she could still be a suspect. I sense that the crowd around me realizes what is going on. As I’m handling her, she accidentally falls down into a hole caused from construction. The hole is filled with muddy water and she almost drowns. I hold her hand and pull her up to safety. I see her face and try to comfort her. I realize now she isn’t a suspect. I continue searching and find someone suspicious looking and is freshly shaven. “Is your name Brian?” He doesn’t answer and begins to walk off. “Hey! Is your name Brian?” Not that I expected the real Brian to answer and incriminate himself, but it was the only clue I had. A group of security officers chase after the guy.

3:48 p.m. I wake up to the cat at the foot of my bed. He nuzzles up near my arm—scratching any spots for him that he needs tending to.

Breakfast: Biscuit Toaster with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Orange Juice. Zinc, Alfalfa Grain.

I grab Jamil and we go buy an upright freezer I found on Craigslist.

Stopping at a thrift store on Lynnhaven. Found a desk for Art’s room. Looking at the back of my van Jamil says, “So this is why you have a van.”

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

Rearranging the living room in the house. Taking down the King’s Throne in the corner to free up more space.

Kenneth comes over and I give him a Laptop 101 tutorial.

Rocky is here to vacuum the living room. She’s flea treating the house using baking soda—hired by Emily.

Jamil leaves for New York.

Stretching and exercising—watching Gamer [2009].

Dinner: Chicken and Egg with Rice and Vegetables. Garlic Bread.

Margot: “I decided to be something that I wasn’t and then I became it,” referring to the time in her life when she decided to start wearing dresses and be a pretty girl.

Drinking Iced Coffee and playing poker with Art, James, and Roma.

Art, surprised that I’m still in the game by the skin of my teeth says, “Nothing surprised!” He wins.

Eating a bowl of Frosted Shredded Wheat.


Recording at the storage unit.

Eating a Toasted Peanut Butter Sandwich.

Watching the rest of Gamer.

Sleep around 8 a.m.

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