July 13th, 2018

Sitting in a room with the Kuceras. Trying to smoke some pot. J takes one of my cigarettes and shotguns the whole thing, making a square column of smoke that stays together and drifts past the window.

July 12th, 2018

Walking along a country road, trying to get somewhere. We go down towards a bridge, and Robert Plant comes past in a mini and offers us a ride. We squeeze in-I’m lying on the floor crossways, another guy is squeezed in the back. We talk about playing tennis, and Robert says he’s pretty good. We talk about him vs me and the other 2 guys wherever.

July 11th, 2018

Throwing handfuls of bullets and stuff into the lake. I’m thinking this is a bad thing to do. A dolphin? orca? comes by. We wave, and it stops and lets us pet it, then goes out the inlet.

At gamelan, playing a new piece. I don’t know where to sit, so I sit and wait while they’re playing.

July 10th, 2018

At school, settling into a room of bunks. Go outside for a mixer, walk around nervously, afraid to talk to anyone. Back in the dorm after blacking out. Look through a bunch of posters, get my sweater from lost & found.

July 8th, 2018

Getting in bed with Judy B., I want to play, she wants to sleep. I get up and walk around the bedroom.

July 7th, 2018

Walking to class, trying to find the building. Get there, and Trump keeps touching me. I beat up him and Putin. I go to theregistrar to get my schedule. I have Trump for 2 classes, and the woman says I need to apologize before I go into class. I say no way.

Walking through the house. Go to the front door and there are cobwebs everywhere. I open the door and a spider covered in webs scurries in and through the dining room to the kitchen. I walk in and it scurries back out the door.

July 3rd, 2018

Getting in a van to go somewhere. Hard to get our stuff arranged and seats. Someone tells me I have to go home (30700) because it’s flooding. Get there and they’re arranging sandbags. I look and there are gaps. Think about where the sandbags need to go.

Independence day??? From what? Tyranny? aargh.

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Monday, after a very busy weekend. I’m super tired/fatigued. Friday-home, w/o, dinner, bed. Packed the car for Pride. Got up after E and M left, S and I had breakfast and I started a load of laundry. Left, bus, train, walked to the side entrance, guard wouldn’t let us in. Around the front, had to drink my coffee quick. In, sat around, talking to people, telling families about the changing table, watching the freak parade. It rained a little later, then pack up, Whole Bowl, Goodwill, home, dinner, bed. Up, church, back downtown, S marched with Rev. J from church, it just got hotter and hotter, then a storm blew in. They called it, we packed up in a hurry and get everything to the car before it started raining. E fell on her face, but was OK, TJ’s, home, dinner, bed.
Up Monday morning, so, so tired, dozed on the bus/train/bus. Tough to get moving. Got stuff done, but flailing. Home, didn’t sleep on the way-well, maybe a little. Dinner, laze, watch ninja warrior, bed-so hot, used S’s cooling thing. Up, feeling better.
Thursday afternoon. Got a big change jumped on. meh. Gamelan was good-getting more comfortable on peking. E & M got the air conditioners installed, but it didn’t help much last night. And E made me take the bedroom one out, and water got everywhere. Friday, just did the money check, and we’re underwater. Not broke, but more needs to go out than is coming in. This means walking a tightrope until July 6th. I dislike the lack of $$$ intensely-dream about having enough to not have to constantly worry-and it’s just going to get worse. I dread that day.
And it’s Thursday-I haven’t wanted to do this-just listless and not interested in anything. I did work out Tuesday after blowing off Sunday-the AC wasn’t right and it was hot-did a less effortful run and weights at min reps.
And now it’s the 4th. Working from home this week. Got the tablet up. Dentist yesterday-took the bus & picked up S from theater camp at PWS. Been running on the street because the gym A/C is out. Weekend-don’t remember-church, E is redoing S’s room-tossed the bunk bed and all her stuff is scattered everywhere. House is clean otherwise…

Links. brighter side: Helping out, baby goat visits, Gryffindor kittens Not so bright: everything else.

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June 27th, 2018

At U.S. for a thing. Walk through the new section, and into a bar/casino/game room. Al B is there and we go to the bar to get drinks.

June 19th, 2018

Going to Billy Crystal’s memorial at US, but he wants to be there too. Walk through the halls.

Wading in a stream with lots of insects, mold is all over our legs, Marin’s Sirtis has some that’s like a pretty tattoo that she wants.

Super windy, get our kite gear, get ready to go, pack the truck.