American Gods

I had a dream last night that I was grappling with my old Capoeira group. End of dream.

I stayed up late last night watching uploads of WWE Summerslam online. This morning, I caught last night's episode of True Blood. Then I busted a #3 to Faith.

At the mall, Faith at Brookstone was the only one in the database who was working. But she actually looked good for the first time in months. Her hair was down and whatever was left of her badly cut bangs that looked like she did it herself was neatly combed away.

I started reading a new book at Barnes & Noble. It's called American Gods by Neil Gaiman.

I ended the night with WWE RAW.