science of sleep
I have so much to write about and NO TIME since I am supposed to be at work at 4:30 am. tomorrow to help with this radiothon. So, I'm not dead, the tornadoes passed me over this time. Pretty fucked up shit. It's weird to make soup to the sounds of tornado sirens. I wasn't scared until afterward when I realized I should have been.
Things have been so strange lately; I am good, I think. Weird dreams: one in which Janet is trying to convince me ominously to CHEW THE GUM which is like this terrible assimilating gum that will make me become one of THEM and I don't want to do it but there's the feeling that sometime, at some point in the future, it won't matter that I don't want to b/c they'll MAKE ME DO IT.
I also realized tonight that I dreamed about shark's teeth. Hello, George.
I have another broken nose. Fractured again, on Superbowl Sunday and not because I was drunk, but because another girl sneaked up behind me and I turned around and collided with her skull. Luckily I have percocet! I have found that a half a pill does the trick and I'm not even out of it.
Ok. It's bedtime.
love to you.
xoxo
Things have been so strange lately; I am good, I think. Weird dreams: one in which Janet is trying to convince me ominously to CHEW THE GUM which is like this terrible assimilating gum that will make me become one of THEM and I don't want to do it but there's the feeling that sometime, at some point in the future, it won't matter that I don't want to b/c they'll MAKE ME DO IT.
I also realized tonight that I dreamed about shark's teeth. Hello, George.
I have another broken nose. Fractured again, on Superbowl Sunday and not because I was drunk, but because another girl sneaked up behind me and I turned around and collided with her skull. Luckily I have percocet! I have found that a half a pill does the trick and I'm not even out of it.
Ok. It's bedtime.
love to you.
xoxo