[i]
☼ ○ ▬
I've been placed into a virtual reality game. Everything feels realistic, like I'm actually standing there on the game map. I climb up the stairs to the entrance of a futuristic type building. As a trick the automatic glass doors keep opening and then shutting as soon as I try to enter through them. Eventually a Silver Surfer looking woman appears, her role being to escort me through the game. The upper half of her body resembles a human and she's fairly attractive. We stand there in position face to face waiting to be teleported. I get the wild idea of convincing her that I could free her from the game.
Me: "Do you want out?"
Her: "What?"
Me: "Of this game?"
She has a puzzled but curious look on her face.
Further I say, "If you had a choice would you choose to leave?"
Her: "Hm. No one's ever asked me that before."
I'm introduced to a monster that I have to battle: a black ten-legged pug horse, like it's head is a pug – the weirdest thing I've ever seen. I have confidence that I can beat him. After some striking moments and super-human moves he is defeated. I become the hero of the virtual world. And now I can save the cyborg woman from her virtual prison.
▬ ○ ☼
Waking up around 1:30 p.m.
Hot Cinnamon Oat Bran with Brown Sugar, Figs, and Milk. Orange Juice.
Watching 96 Minutes (2011).
The weather outside is frightful – occasional lightening and rain. I NEED to play basketball. I decide to give in and buy a membership at the Rec Center by Cox High School cause they have a big indoor gym with parquet courts and such. It's been a long time since I've played indoors. There're plenty of guys around to keep a circulation of 4-on-4 games. After over two hours of hustling on my feet I finally go home satisfied.
Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich. Pineapple. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Oolong Tea.
Finishing the movie.
At the storage unit I put together the three-piece drum set and configure this new audio interface I got in the mail recently. I plan on recording drum tracks for all The Vaginasaurs songs, a task that should have been completed a long time ago. Meanwhile, Ana and her friend Ally are at Wanna B's for karaoke. I stop by since it's right up the street. They're throwing darts with a cowboy. They both look like sisters with their exceptionally long hair.
Ana: "She's my blonde version!"
Later, back at the house. Sharing a late dinner with Ana.
Tilapia with Pesto, Carrots, Squash, Mushrooms, Onions, Japanese Style Rice, and a Yuengling.
Kevin joins us at the table and strikes up a conversation about observations on China Wok.
Upstairs in my bedroom. Bumbling, cuddling, and nuzzling around in the bed with Ana. She reveals to me some of her recent drawings and thoughts from her sketchbook.
...
Me: "If someone was transcribing you there'd be a lot of ellipses and pauses. I'll have to remember that when I quote you."
Sleep at a real late hour.
[i] Hajime Sorayama.
No comments:
Post a Comment