I had a few dreams last night. 1) I think the dogs came to visit me again. 2) I was B-Boyin' in this studio on the top floor of some building that needed a long ladder to get to. People were impressed with my downrock. 3) Exiting the above studio, the ladder was suddenly replaced with a stairwell. I walked downstairs into a library that contained DVDs and videotapes of movies and TV shows. Shelves also contained stuff resembling what my college roommates in real life had left behind. My best friend Walter, who in real life has essentially vanished from the face of the earth, was present and I got to hug him as our grade school classmates looked on. End of dreams.
I caught last night's new episode of True Blood before going to the gym to spend half an hour on the treadmill, which I haven't done in a while. Then I came home, fired up the porn, and busted a #3 to that young, really long-haired redhead from last Thursday. (See entry 8/25/11.) Although, sometime in the middle, I started thinking about the fellow [Harry]Potterhead from the neighboring city's Hot Topic because the girl in one video that I watched prior looked like a prettier version of said Potterhead. But I ultimately finished to said redhead.
After watering Alex's lawn, I headed to read more of American Gods at Barnes & Noble. But on the way there, Faith was working at Brookstone in the mall, rocking eye glasses today, so she's renewed in the database. Seriously, where are all the other girls in the database these days? I came home to WWE RAW and Yoshinoya for dinner.
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