3/31/07
March is almost gone. Good riddance to your lions and lambs. March blew its load many decades ago by heralding the birth of my beloved father. Beyond that, March is a terrible month.
I'm annoyed at having to fuck up my Saturday by going out to get estimates on my car. Estimates are important because the estimates will have the information on the parts I'm going to buy off the internet to replace on my car.

My father says that I need to send him my VIN so he can get the color code for my vehicle.

Beyond that, I just want to stay home and do absolutely nothing.

friday
Maybe I was being full of self-pity. Perhaps I was depressed. Either way I really didn't want to go out. Jaybird came over and forced me to come with him to Cassius's place to exercise. I did my spinal flossing exercises (I can touch my right knee to the ground while keeping my shoulders flat on the floor!) then we took turns beating a truck tire with an eight pound sledgehammer. That's a bit more than three and a half kilograms for those of you playing along at home. Anyway I'm glad Jaybird dragged me out and I hope Cassius wasn't annoyed that Jaybird nor I were that focused on working out.
in yer dreams
Here's a really lame installment of In Yer Dreams. Two nights of dreaming crammed into one entry.

First dream involved Attic Girl. She kept coming downstairs asking to borrow shit from me but I would always turn her down. She'd lift her shirt and rub her belly while looking at me. I'd slam the door in her face.

Next dream took place in a six story haunted house. It was daytime, probably noontime. Anyway the fact that it was bright outside and blinding shafts of light were blazing through the windows did not diminish the creepy or haunted aspect of this abode.

On the third floor I had to walk through a darkened room in order to proceed to the higher stories of the building. The corners would flash, revealing ghastly horrors and I'd feel something clawing and grasping at me.

When I arrived at the fourth floor I found Brian sitting at a desk looking out a window. It was so bright I couldn't see anything and might as well have been black as night. When I called his name and when I tapped him on his shoulder he didn't respond at all. This filled me with horror.

The last two floors were filled with familiarity but my memory sucks and I've been too distracted to remember my dreams in the past week and change.

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