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3:05 p.m. I wake up.
DREAM: In a classroom full of adult students. Earlier, everybody drew their interpretations of penises on thin pink construction paper. The teacher hands me the stack and tells me to pass them all out. I have to mix them up so everyone gets somebody else’s. At first, each paper has two drawings. I have to fold and tear the stack down the middle that way a person gets only one penis drawing. I start passing them out. For some reason there isn’t enough for all, so I go back to the teacher to retrieve more.
Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar, and Milk. Orange Mango Juice. Zinc and Vitamin E.
Stretching and exercising.
Listening to new Snowden and other music.
Talking with Phil about his idea to write a novel about a modern commune that fails in the end.
Dancing and entertaining strangers and myself on www.chatroulette.com.
Idea to have a small “Silly Walkers Parade” at the beach with trumpets, drums, and other parade-like instruments while each performer conducts individual silly walks.
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato, Salt N Vinegar Chips (I notice I’m eating way more than a serving), Banana, Green Tea.
Practice with Chad and Chris at the storage unit. We kink out a new song.
1623 House Meeting in the kitchen. We discuss how to make the share of bills fairer for everyone.
Dinner: Red Beans and Rice with Indian Spices, Onions, Peppers, Ginger, Garlic, Tomatoes, and Mushrooms. Natural Cranberry and Grapefruit Soda.
I put together the footage from last month’s Show N Tell.
I discover www.ted.com containing “riveting talks by remarkable people…ideas worth spreading”.
Foosball with Art.
Wii with Margot.
Where is your logic?
I see where you’re coming from.
I see that you don’t know how to express yourself properly.
You use guilt to get what you want.
But I’m not going to be a commodity to you.
You project your feelings of inadequacy on me in the form of hate
I really do try to be the best human being I can possibly be.
I love. I love. I love.
I genuinely try to love.
I sit out in my van listening to Hljómalind by Sigur Rós.
A perfect mixture of sonic bliss and fresh environment.
The morning time is a special part of the day.
It’s not something I get to experience often.
I entertain the idea of watching the sunrise before I go to sleep tonight.
What if I did this daily before I end my day?
I clean my teeth and sleep around 7 a.m.
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