...So what sort of work is there for a tall scrawny guy who really hates working? I get evicted on Monday. Well this sucks... Can't I just borrow someone's couch?

[[strikes baaaarely legible if you squint and hold the journal like a centimeter from your face.]]

[*a few inkblots here from where he's been tapping his pen, trying to figure out what exactly to say*]

So I know some weird dreams have apparently been going around... The other night I kept hearing cows, and then last night I dreamed I was dead...and a woman. And a lawyer. All at the same time ( Read more... )