time?

The hardest part of my day before I go to school at noon, is calculating whether I have the time to do 2. On the weekends, it is less of a challenge, But during the week, I need to use my college/adult smarts to keep me out of trouble. For the hell of me, I cannot go at school, at work if I had a job, or even if I am out out of the house altogether. Only when when I am home does it work. And even then, it is sometimes a challenge. I do know I have two minutes once the heater starts and makes its noise... Being an imperfect man is no easy task; especially when you only have two minutes to take care of something so precious.

Dream 2

Last night in my dream, a friend of mine won a million dollars. I saw her in the street, crossing the interesting with one of those big-ass checks. It was rainy. I thought about it a moment, then I realized that I almost won a million dollars also. "Oh, ankle burgers!" I thought. "I better do something about that." On TV, there are always people winning "The Jackpot" or "The Lottery" or "Winnings Town USA" ...what have you, and then the people who won are always having people come to them and ask for money. I thought of this, you see. So, just as precaution, we (me, Paul, Brigid and my sister Amy), moved into the trashiest, shadiest, falling-downiest, apartment in Chicago, to hinder any thoughts anybody might have ever, about asking me for money...all because I almost won a million dollars. Walking through the halls to our new home, huge pieces of gray paint chips lay on the floor below bigger ones hanging off the walls. There was a gun shot. It was quite surprising to find a somewhat nice apartment room once out of the halls and community space. -Nice hard wood floors. Although unfurnished, remnants of past tenants lay scattered throughout the entire place. There were baby dolls stacked in a huge pile in the closet. In that room, hanging on black poles, were black, leather, baby-sized masochist vests. "Whatever," I thought. "This floor is great for sliding on," as I ran and slide a few feet on my chest. As I was still on my chest, I heard police sirens and Amy ran in the room, scared with throw-up in her mouth, claiming the police are coming for us. "They keep panning the window," she said, worried. I saw more throw-up in her mouth as I stood up and I thought it looked like old milk or something like that. It began to drip out. "Okay Amy," I said, "lets get you out of here."

Dream

Last night I dreamed my mom and I were going to Honduras. Along the way, we stopped at a gas station for something to eat. I got a Margarita meat wrap/sandwich/roll and a soda. When we got up to the dirty, candy-filled counter to pay, the woman behind the register was very nice. If this little meal was going to set us back in spending, I could feel better because she has a knock-out smile. When our little bill came to about 29 dollars for two items, my mom sighed loudly. She hung her head and we waited there in front of the counter. Was she waiting for the woman to changer mind? Does my mom not know that its not up to her how much we pay, because she just works there? I looked around and found no one to be waiting in line behind us. There was no one yet. I reached into my pocket and fished out my wallet while my mom, still hanging her head, was looking at the counter as if her life was in the hands of this poor gas station attendant. Yet, neither woman budged. The women, cheerful as ever, happily kept telling us the price we owed and even told went into her spiel about other yummy products we might be interested in. -Like hell that would ever happen. I took out my debit card and handed it to the women, crossing the tension filled counter that lay between the women. My mom didn't say anything, but just turned and headed towards the door. In a fit of rage I was not quite sure how to explain, mom angrily grabbed one of the plastic-wrapped cups stacked in a pyramid on display, for sale. She tore the wrapping off it faster than I had ever seen. I looked around to see what commotion she was making, but on one was there. By the time I looked back at her and realized she was a thief, she was filling her new cup with ice and soda. Back on the road, I was really nervous at any moment, I would see red and blue police lights in the rear-view mirror. Although, it did not happen. However, The Bond family from many years ago showed up. All ten or so, of them. No sooner did it seem odd that they were actually running along side our car with the grace of a brisk walk, that I found they could turn into house cats at any moment they desired. And they did along the way. They wrestled and played and still kept up with us. "How the hell are they doing that," I thought. Then, I began thinking about how we would actually get to our destination of the little town of "La Villa de San Antonio," and I worried no one would pick us up from the airport when we arrived. It did not occur to me in that moment that we were driving the whole way. I do not know the streets of our arrival city, Tegucigalpa. What if we get shot driving through? That won't help us at all.
...And so we just kept driving and driving. The Bonds just kept turning into cats. My mom tried to enjoy herself but could not because of that damn woman behind the counter and I began drinking from her stolen cup on accident. When I drank it all, only leaving the ice, I looked at my mom. She looked straight ahead as if hypnotized by the oncoming road. "She's gonna be mad at me," I thought.

todays

Thursdays are really long for me because I go to bed really late almost every night. I have class at 9:30 AM until 1 Pm. That means I have to get up really early...like 7. Most nights I just cant fall asleep due to me racing mind. ....But last night, I went to bed earlier and actually felt tired. I was happy enough to be feeling tired, that I couldn't relax. But soon I was drifting
...I woke up at 2:30 AM because I threw up a little bit in my mouth. I guess I can't be that lucky. I mean, It felt like bees in my throat. Good thing I had that water bottle by my bed.

person notes

March 3, 2010
Personal notes, recommendations and ideas for the day:

with an emphasis as a light question, and geared towards (but not limited to) strangers or people I do not know so well...
Start more sentences with...

But,
Anyways,
Clearly,
But, you know...
Mark my words...
Actually...
Chiefly...
Yeah,
Because...

Scenarios:

A teacher asks if anyone has any questions or comments on the upcoming exam. Raise your hand and say something like, "No, I don't think so. I think we are all pretty ready."

"Hey Matt, how are you?"
" Actually, I got foot fungus athletes foot, what have you
...you believe that? ...Itches like Hell right now, right between the toes."

"Do you have any spare change, sir?" says the homeless man.
"Because, this bread dough Ain't gonna bake itself!"

thanks Marshalls

I often think about the time I left Art History class and headed down the escalator to leave. I had not gotten far before Audra, a girl in my class who sits on the other side of the room, caught up to me and told me I smelled good. She asked what I was wearing. Feeling as if I had to justify myself for reasons unconscious to me, I quickly told her it was called "Curve," and that I got it at Marshalls for only fourteen dollars. I went blank after that. She might have smiled and she may have walked on, going about her day just as any other. On the other hand, she may have stayed and continued to ask me questions about myself, my classes, or possibly lunch at Subway. But I happen to blank for five floors. It was not until I got to the bottom floor that it all came flooding back like a slap in the face. Only then did I realized that a simple, "Curve" and "thank you," would have been just fine.

hungry hungry

After I had been lost downtown for about four hours, I wandered into an alley.
Standing in between the big garbage dumpsters,
I watched the people walk by on the main avenue.
I felt like a cub scout struggling with his wolf badge.
Just then, things began to look up as I spotted something on the ground.
A sandwich. Sweet. Awesome.
This was gonna the the greatest night ever.
Perfect timing too because I am starving.