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Ugh. What's up with me and crazy dreams? Last night, get this....I'm driving around in a Lamborghini. It was apparently a gift. I wouldn't drive one even if it was a gift....my penis is not small enough. Orange Cobras and black Lamborghinis....what is wrong with me?
I'm really tired. That is to say, I've been working my day job and then coming home, checking email/updating LJ/reading news, eating, and then working on my set until late at night when I go to bed. I need a vacation, even if it's a short one.
Lydia is in NC at the moment. Near Wilmington, to be exact. I have not seen her in nearly a decade, so I'd like to take a weekend to drive there and visit. I hope it happens before she is back up North. I'd hate to miss an opportunity to catch up with an old friend.
I still need to see Alex in Greensboro too. I think we both make ourselves too busy. You listening, Alex? We should unbusy ourselves, for at least a day.
Then you have Heather and Hakk in Winston. Joe there too, but I did see him fairly recently.
I've even thought about bringing my plans to visit Glenn and Elizabeth in San Fransisco up by a few months.
Once, about 6 years ago, I took a weekend and went to Boone and stayed by myself. I mostly hiked, but I also visited some of the tourist traps nearby. I haven't done anything by myself like that in forever, so I'm thinking of doing it again before it gets too goddamn cold to do it.
I have a new pet. A stray cat that I have been feeding. She's really pretty and sweet. When I first started noticing her hanging around outside, I felt sorry for her because she had huge clumps of hair missing and her head was a big nasty scab. She looks fine now, except for one of her eyes is really messed up and I think she is blind in it. She comes running up to me as soon as I get home in the evening purring so loud I can hear her coming a mile away.
I miss activism. I kicked ass in this area, if I do say so myself. The group I led defected to the Democratic Party and MoveOn many years ago and, according to my friend Duane Muhammad who also worked in it, it was due to my radicalism. He said, "They don't want to have to give up their white picket fences and you remind them that they should". I've looked around for just one person to start up a new nonpartisan democratic movement with, but there aren't a lot of radicals who want to be active in this area, sadly. Duane would be first choice, but he teaches Jr. High now and has a difficult enough struggle being Muslim, being a member of the Nation of Islam, and teaching children in this area. I totally understand why he feels he has to lay low now.
Anyhoo, work time. Later gators.
I'm really tired. That is to say, I've been working my day job and then coming home, checking email/updating LJ/reading news, eating, and then working on my set until late at night when I go to bed. I need a vacation, even if it's a short one.
Lydia is in NC at the moment. Near Wilmington, to be exact. I have not seen her in nearly a decade, so I'd like to take a weekend to drive there and visit. I hope it happens before she is back up North. I'd hate to miss an opportunity to catch up with an old friend.
I still need to see Alex in Greensboro too. I think we both make ourselves too busy. You listening, Alex? We should unbusy ourselves, for at least a day.
Then you have Heather and Hakk in Winston. Joe there too, but I did see him fairly recently.
I've even thought about bringing my plans to visit Glenn and Elizabeth in San Fransisco up by a few months.
Once, about 6 years ago, I took a weekend and went to Boone and stayed by myself. I mostly hiked, but I also visited some of the tourist traps nearby. I haven't done anything by myself like that in forever, so I'm thinking of doing it again before it gets too goddamn cold to do it.
I have a new pet. A stray cat that I have been feeding. She's really pretty and sweet. When I first started noticing her hanging around outside, I felt sorry for her because she had huge clumps of hair missing and her head was a big nasty scab. She looks fine now, except for one of her eyes is really messed up and I think she is blind in it. She comes running up to me as soon as I get home in the evening purring so loud I can hear her coming a mile away.
I miss activism. I kicked ass in this area, if I do say so myself. The group I led defected to the Democratic Party and MoveOn many years ago and, according to my friend Duane Muhammad who also worked in it, it was due to my radicalism. He said, "They don't want to have to give up their white picket fences and you remind them that they should". I've looked around for just one person to start up a new nonpartisan democratic movement with, but there aren't a lot of radicals who want to be active in this area, sadly. Duane would be first choice, but he teaches Jr. High now and has a difficult enough struggle being Muslim, being a member of the Nation of Islam, and teaching children in this area. I totally understand why he feels he has to lay low now.
Anyhoo, work time. Later gators.