I am sick. sick, sick, sick. and very uncomfortable. I stayed in bed all morning and now its almost 10am and I still haven't showered or done anything really. Okay so I just fed the cat. anyway yesterday I watched movies all day and fell asleep rather early. today I think that I will start making the Ramen recipe that I owe you. I think Ramen will make me feel a lot better. though I may have to go to whole foods in order to get a few key ingredients. but either way I don't think the task will be too much for me to handle. especially with my in room kitchen set up that I have been working with. its really nice to be able to cook in your room, even though it can be kind of cluster f*#$ it is still nice for me to avoid going up and down those stairs. I originally got the idea from my sister who has lived in dorms and now has a microwave and coffee maker in her room to avoid pissing off her house mates, who from what I understand are against microwaves. any way, yesterday sucked. all I did all day was edit footage to put up online where nobody would appreciate it anyway. at least I am fucking making something. its funny how nobody cares that I am making these films, I doubt that people watch them all the way through if they even care to click the link in the first place, while at the same time they send me mafia war and farmville app invites like its the best thing in the world. I don't care though. last night I had a dream that I was taken to an old irish town. I was taken there by men in suits, who I assume were supposed to be irish men, but they were dressed like Hasidic jews. anyway when we got there they took me into a huge palace. or mansion. I can't really remember if it was a palace or just a huge house. but when I asked why they had taken me there they told me I was a true son of the lord and that I would have to remain in the estate until I was old enough to rule the land. I tried to explain to them that I had no knowledge or urge to rule a kingdom but they kept telling me that same thing…"you are a true son of the lord and you will rule the kingdom" I still don't understand exactly what they were talking about but anyway, they wouldn't let me leave. I don't remember what happened next but I do remember that an old friend "kristen" was in the dream and also a few kids from my woodworking classes when I lived in San Diego. it was a pretty strange dream and waking from it was a relief. the old irish men kept trying to shove me into this dirty bathtub and told me "a true king must be clean and shaven in order to properly rule the land" I remember feeling very uncomfortable about this and trying to leave.
aside from that, I am a very dirty boy right now, and in order to properly make good Ramen tonight I am going to have to jump in the shower. so please excuse me folks...
that is if there are even any readers at all.
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