I woke up dry heaving. In my dream, I went to use the bathroom and the toilet was lodged up with shit. I know it wasn't mine because in dreams my shit is always meat-related... hotdogs, hamburger, meatloaf... anyway, I try to flush, no avail, so I plunge the toilet and flush again and turds start oozing out very quickly and I turn around to get away and there are turds on the wall and floor, so I start gagging and woke up gagging.
Oh, you know it. The next night I was peeing in a hotel bathroom in front of strange women and trying to walk down hotel halls so sick/drugged that I couldn't walk... everything was spinning and I kept passing out... there was a big cage in the middle of one of the halls. Have no clue what any of that means.
I know only I enjoy this... I like keeping a journal but am too lazy to do it. Last night, I was with a certain bassist (wtf, I know) and we were visiting my cousin's (who is alive) grave. It was weird. It was a flat plaque thingy but you could raise it up and inside was a little shelf with a cardboard box with his ashes and below it was a wastebasket like you'd have in your office. Then the headstone was on my back porch and I was pulling a big white sheet over it and started crying a little because his brother was there.
