DREAM: Baking some form of brown sugar cookies without chocolate chips—perfect tall clumps of cookie dough spread out inside the oven—no cookie sheet or baking pan or anything—scooping them up with a spatula one at a time. Earlier I put a pot of eggs and water in the oven as well, hoping it would boil. I accidently placed a few marshmallows in the pot and they start to expand and melt. Getting the attention of someone next to me, “Look! Look! Look at the marshmallows.”
Around 3:30 p.m. I wake up.
Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Milk. Orange Mangosteen Juice. Zinc, Vitamin D.
Business. Craigslist.
Band Rehearsal Scheduling VS Complicated Math Problem.
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
Finishing Cold Souls [2009]—a wonderfully realized exploration on the soul in a suspension-of-belief and often humorous way. Paul Giamatti is fantastic.
At the storage unit—playing drums—working on lyrics for a new song.
Eating a little bit of leftover Soup.
Margot and I go to AMC to see Black Swan [2010]—a superb film—ballet never seemed so psychological and scary. Natalie Portman is fantastic.
Eating Popcorn.
Louis Fisher is in the house! Him and Doug are in the kitchen.
Louis has on yellow rain boats—he keeps spouting out puns, “I’m a monster for puns.” I respond, “You’re a punster!”
Cooking Salmon and Broccoli.
Starting my new part-time job delivering newspapers to the vending machines for The Virginian Pilot. I tag alongside Drew, the boss man, as he shows me the ropes for the Chesapeake route I’ll be in charge of. “You don’t mind if I smoke do you?” He’s a chain-smoker. Asking questions and getting comfortable with the system.
Eating a Blueberry Muffin with a Coffee.
After about 4 hours of work, I return home.
As I’m walking in and out of the room quietly, Doug randomly springs up from his bed. It kind of startles me, “Whoa. Calm down.”
Sleep 8 a.m.
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