CJ held my hand on the first day of classes.

[wolven7]

I dreamed in the West Wing, and the memory of how elementary school felt. There were intricacies and nuances, there, but i've lost them. Woke up too early. Head hurts. Groggy, and seemingly dehydrated, even though that's unlikely.

Bought "Ministry of Space," yesterday., as well as exchanged my West Wing season two DVDs, for ones that worked properly. I also bought a copy of the Tibetan Book of the Dead, with psychological commentary by Carl Jung. I got it for $2.13. So, yeah.

I should go eat food and shower and do some damned reading. I still feel like someone jammed a small pillow into my brain, making it fluffy, and just slightly too large, for my head.

I'll see you all later.

Comments

[mendori.livejournal.com]

Better a pillow than a live duck.

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Make that pillow filthy, not in a good way, and you'll get where my head is. Twitchy, sleepless.

And yes, you should go eat, then read, love.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

At least a live duck would have me more active...

[mendori.livejournal.com]

Well, Im sure we could find one.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Just feels like someone is trying to smother my brain from the inside... Feh

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Easier solution? Caffeine. Thanks. :P

[mendori.livejournal.com]

Aww, youre no fun. *puts the live duck back in the bag with the ferrets*

[wolven.livejournal.com]

You know, there Are other people's brains, about. Nothing's stopping you from offering them a nice live duck.