Thursday, December 15, 2005

I slept badly last night. Even my Safeway Sedative just tipped me
into sleep rather than knocked me out. I had patches of sketchy
dreams including the following.

I am in a room sitting at a table, and (as the title implies)I'm
sitting across from Henry Rollins. We are staring at each other. Not
quite a staring contest but almost.

Neither of us says anything for awhile just scowl then he points at me,

"you need to calm the fuck down."

Deadpan.

He nods and hands me a pair of headphones. When I put them on it's
Etta James. After one song I take off the headphons and nod to him.

That's pretty much all I remember.

I also dreamt at some point that I was

I've been reading Ovid's love poetry still. My god. It's gorgeous.

Nothing else to say at the moment aside from my contacts are cloudy
and I forgot my drops at home.

Go figure.
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