Monday, September 19 and Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Sunday night I was not able to go to sleep before 2 am. I cannot remember when I finally did fall asleep. I wrote a lot of junk on paper. I'd like to go back and read that junk. I tried to make some Chrono Trigger MTG cards online. Then I masturbated in a frustrated way to put myself to sleep. I made oatmeal Monday morning. I probably stayed in bed until 10:30. I skipped a shower. I put some pants on. For some reason I wanted to play Mario Party and I did. I got 3rd place. I had almost decided to skip class. I had done some of the homework Sunday evening, but I stopped and watched Tim and Eric. I was not going to finish it. I thought I might turn it in to the mail room in the evening. I walked to Walgreens and bought 2 Tollhouse cookie ice cream sandwiches and a vanilla frappuccino. It was close to noon. I cannot remember what I did for an hour. Then tt was almost time to go to class, and I got kind of ready and left. I parked at Garrison park again. I sat in the car and listened to whatever, some Pitchfork song that I thought was the Pixies. I decided I would be happier to skip class and turned the car back on and drove away. I drove through some residential streets. A song that I believe is by Portishead came on, and it almost made me cry. I liked it. I drove to Mary Moore Seawright park and tried to do some math homework but the windiness was a bother. I walked about. There was a weird guy who seemed to be following me. He freaked me out. We were alone at the horse corral. I saw a dead raccoon under this wooden structure. I walked around the tennis courts and past the disc golfers. I went to this gathering hall of some sort. It reminded me of the Blair Witch Project and of the Village, without any horror aspects, and of this one documentary about some mental asylum that I do not remember so well. I read these plaques about the wildlife, flora, geology and history of the area. I walked in this creek bed right close. I thought about writing this short essay about myself, what I do, and what I think. I was going to title it "The Math Homework", but that doesn't really say much. I like the dates. [Pat makes noise at night. I wonder if he figures we can hear him. I suppose he supposes us to be asleep.] I was a tad scared of snakes. I walked out and back to the car. I went to the apartment. I made ramen noodles. I put on Larry Sander's Show and watched 2 episodes that I had missed. I tried to sleep some until Tim and Ashley got home. Before Tim got in, I started my Latin homework. I finished it just in time, taking a break to shower. I was a couple minutes late to class. It was a nice class. Back in the apartment, I found an Arby's sandwich and ate it. Patrick and I watched Larry Sander's and ate Tollhouses. Then we watched Dolores Claiborne. It was all right. Maybe we did not watch Larry Sander's last night. It's easy to switch days around. Last night.... I must've gone to sleep. I must have been awake at 11:00 am. I showered. I made coffee. I made scrambled eggs and toast. I watched Adventure Time. I enjoyed an episode that Aaron and I had enjoyed. I wrote Aaron a letter on the inside of an envelope. I left for Geology class. I was running late. I walked from Garrison and I was ten minutes late. I was right down the hall from the room. Climbing the stairs was daunting, exhausting. I turned away, walked back down, and left the building. I knew it was some kind of mistake. I justified losing the perfect attendance bonus points by thinking I would have missed some class between now and the end of the semester. I walked and walked. I thought I saw Mom's car driving on West Gate. At the very end of West Gate, the concrete and buildings made me start singing Custom Concern to myself. I walked to the 360 greenbelt entrance. I started on the trail then thought of thirsty hungry bobcats and left, went back the way I came. My boxers were way up in my crack, so I went in the outhouse-like toilet and pulled them down. I had to walk up that hill towards Toys Are Us. I was beat. I went into Pokejo's and had a sausage wrap with sweet tea. I walked down Manchaca. I knew I was getting sun burnt. As I had begun my walk, I had thought of getting the sunscreen but had decided I didn't care. Back in the car, I checked the time and saw it was nearly time for my theater class to start. I drove to the parking garage, listening to "Every Breath I Take". I stopped on the top level. It was an O.K., easy class. The professor is somewhat enjoyable. Back at the apartment, I was unsure of what to do. Pat and I began playing Magic. Pat reminded me of pizza rolls. I told Tim and he ordered them. Then we went to Target before getting them. Back again, we ate and drank cream soda and watched Lost. Pat and I played Magic some more. We went to the fitness center and pumped weights. Then we drank Muscle Milk and watched Larry Sander's. Oh, oh, yes, so typical. Now how here I am. I am here. I'm in my room and it's 1:26 am. I want to sleep. It's 1:27. I hope tomorrow goes well. Bye See ya later.

PS, I made a song like this: "5 alligators later, I spilled my best shirt on my mushroom, now how about that. 5 crocodiles earlier, I spilled my shirt on my best mushroom, now I'm sad about that, 5 alligators later....

grg

- with love