Planet Nergeedor

Phil didn't hand Dubay his ass! I mean I don't think Dr. agreed with him, but he remained calmed and didn't tell Dubay that he's a jackass.

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I decided at 3:30 pm to take a nap, I awoke at 8:40 pm. Now that was a nap! I must have been tired because I didn't wake up or change positions at all. I feel a little weak though, maybe I should eat something. I'm hungry but I don't want anything right now. I could go for some "Tofutti Better Pecan" though ...Why do I always want what I don't have?

 

I don't know why I have these dreams but a lot of them end up as stories. My subconscious is a much better writer than I am. Ha-Ha. So anyway I dream that I'm in my room in the dark, everything is covered in dust. I look out of the window and see two planets in the sky, so I get my telescope and try and look at them but I can't see anything. Then I realize that the telescope is filled with garbage. I start to take the garbage out, there was pieces of paper, a roll of tape and (the weirdest thing) a Barbie doll hand. When I'm finished, I look at the two planets and they are made of different colors of yarn. Then I move the telescope and I see the moon and it's huge and blood red. I drop the telescope and the moon is right next to me and it scared me.

 

Then I'm at a hotel trying to get in, but there are reporters everywhere. I'm with a woman (I don't know who she was) we hand him our tickets and he says that we can't get in because the tickets are for another place and that we have to pay. So I tell him that the commercial said it was free and I want to speak to his boss, because that is misleading. I go off "I read the fine print and it does not say anything about paying."

 

Then suddenly I'm in a desert and there is a dead horse on the ground and it's covered with these weird sores that look like Canadian Bacon. I turn into a cartoon and then there are five women around me and they turn into cartoons too.

 

When I woke up "Miss Moon" was playing in my head over and over again.

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I thought sleep was supposed to make you feel better, I'm so tired and exhausted.

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I've gotten my biannual, record company scam letters! Yeah! WooHoo! Years ago I sent this record company some of my songs and since then twice a year they send me letters saying they want to buy my songs, but then the "contract" says I have to pay them money. Too bad for them that I actually know the business side of the music industry.

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I gotta go, my tummy hurts (in my baby voice).