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many crazy dreams last night. my sleeping patterns fucked so i dont sleep until everyone starts waking up and than i wake up constantly cuz i can hear everything. englishmen cant build thick walls. haha. dont take that one seriously. anyway. at first andy dick was trying to kill me. ive noticed whenever theres someone malicously attacking me in my sleep theyre making snyde comments at me. he gets into a hummer but its one of the old school ones and the back has the bars like a jeep and whatnot. im standing on one side but than crouch down crawl underneath and around to the other side. than i get up with a rock in my hand and try to chuck it thru the window and kill him but to no avail. iget the same thing i always get where my muscles dont respond properly in dreams and im always sluggish but only when it matters, otherwise theyre fine. later i have a dream where im in morristown tn. boring details i cant figure out any importance of. cant figure out the importanceof the other but its funny. later i had the one i think is of the most importance but i remember the least of the details. i know lauren was there and kira and some others. i was talking to lauren and was like damn, my hairs longer than i thought because i had about three inches of hair. later in the dream i notice my hairs longer than i thought again but immediatly afterwards i realize i dont have hair. than i think im just fucking crazy and drug use has fucked up my brain. i wake up thinking im fucking crazy and than realizing i didnt just hang out with them and i never thought that awake.
sitting here now drinking a polish beer i dumpsterdove (unopened). figured that ive heard alot of bad about the polish (haha dont take that seriously either), its in the dumpster, and theyre a very poor country so they must not make good beer. but its fucking excellent. i want to find more. i found it in the cvs dumpster but im not sure if they sell it there. hope so. started those 4 gallons of saki. my other extra curricular activities are takin shape so hopefully soon. ive been considering the new paltz thing alot. if i could stay on pheonixs land id be really happy. but fuck ive got all my projects here that might work out. i always think that and get stuck in a vicous cycle. too many plans that never work out. talk about things before ive done them too much. focus on things before ive done them too much but that i guess is a matter of degree. i think i enjoy drinkin beer that taste good more than getting drunk. or getting drunk on homebrew because i feel better about it. i guess thats good. well better. hm. damnit god damnit. have no idea where im going with my life. ahhhh. i cant content myself with anything. i need to figure everything out pronto. not everything. just myself. not everything about myself. i need to figure out if i want to be in the very center of that set of circles or the outer line. because im not content with the middle line. somewhat. the middle line sure but not back and forth on either side of it. this wont make sense to that many people and the ones it will dont read this. gotta go fix up my cider i rescued from tampa. the fermentation lock was ghetto as hell and didnt work well so im not sure how drinkable it is. people are talking to me now. i cant really finish writing. maybe later. goodbye.
sitting here now drinking a polish beer i dumpsterdove (unopened). figured that ive heard alot of bad about the polish (haha dont take that seriously either), its in the dumpster, and theyre a very poor country so they must not make good beer. but its fucking excellent. i want to find more. i found it in the cvs dumpster but im not sure if they sell it there. hope so. started those 4 gallons of saki. my other extra curricular activities are takin shape so hopefully soon. ive been considering the new paltz thing alot. if i could stay on pheonixs land id be really happy. but fuck ive got all my projects here that might work out. i always think that and get stuck in a vicous cycle. too many plans that never work out. talk about things before ive done them too much. focus on things before ive done them too much but that i guess is a matter of degree. i think i enjoy drinkin beer that taste good more than getting drunk. or getting drunk on homebrew because i feel better about it. i guess thats good. well better. hm. damnit god damnit. have no idea where im going with my life. ahhhh. i cant content myself with anything. i need to figure everything out pronto. not everything. just myself. not everything about myself. i need to figure out if i want to be in the very center of that set of circles or the outer line. because im not content with the middle line. somewhat. the middle line sure but not back and forth on either side of it. this wont make sense to that many people and the ones it will dont read this. gotta go fix up my cider i rescued from tampa. the fermentation lock was ghetto as hell and didnt work well so im not sure how drinkable it is. people are talking to me now. i cant really finish writing. maybe later. goodbye.