Wednesday, February 4, 2009


So Louis and I trekked out to see my friend's play, Antigone. I generally dislike Greek Tragedies (long speeches, little movement, people die and I don't know who they are), but Brie pulled off a couple scenes very well that helped to keep me from sleeping. Chris happened to be there, since his girlfriend was somehow in the play, and it was a great chance for us to catch up. Afterward, Louis and I went and bothered Rae at her job, ate delicious candy on Rae's dime, and I finally returned home.

For some reason, I decided to have a Coca-Cola and gummy octopuses for dinner tonight. I was patting myself on the back for the great decision, while I ran around and did tricks. And then I smacked myself in the face for being so foolish when the intense nausea set in, and now I am only thinking of sleeping.

Which reminds me of a great dream I had last night. It was explicit, though, but it ended with such a contented feeling. It's too bad I was too freaking tired to continue to enjoy it when I woke up.

Auuugh I am so damn tired.

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