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My dreams seem to be really brief. This morning I was looking for a place to move with someone and he’d recommended this woman’s house. I went there as the other tenants were moving out. She was very eclectic. Man, that 11 drops last night gave me the worst diarrhea. I need to start it again today. I might do a coffee first to try to wake me up a little so I don’t feel so woozy. All day yesterday, I just felt like crap. And where’s Jerry? He sends me a little ping on Monday to ask if I’m home and I haven’t heard from him since. No inquiry as to my whereabouts or condition. It just kinda makes me upset. I wish it didn’t. And Rich is really making me dislike that situation. I detect that he’s getting frustrated but it goes both ways. I was just thinking about all the money that I need to get together to assure that the rent is paid this month. I thought for sure I would be able to get a client. I just don’t understand why it’s been so hard. I don’t know why Gary has refused to come in for a session. I just realized that I haven’t heard from whats-her-name down in LA. I should email her if I could remember her name. Wow, I’m getting the worst throbbing in my thumb right now.
So, here I am writing but it’s not writing much of anything. Just random journal thoughts. I wonder if this is really considered writing. I’ve gotten two of the classes completed and the compassing recording. I’d really like to write that sucker up. I also have things to do to get ready for Practicum. I have to check and then get fabric for prayer ties. I have to… gosh I really want to go to sundance. I really like sitting at the drum and singing and I only got to do it twice this year. I would SO go up to Rosebud if I could. I would really like to be on the Res for a dance. I’m just thinking of sitting at the drum with native singers and being included into that. I’m thinking of Mike Daily’s story about being in New York and all the songs he brought up that those guys didn’t want to sing and the only one they did wanted to was the ganja ninja song. I think that’s funny. You know, I sit here and write and don’t seem to ever feel like anything useful pops into my head, just ramblings. I wonder when something profound comes thru? I would like something profound to come out of my brain right now. I’m needing to go back to my todo list. I need to check the clothing and make sure there’s rain stuff in there. We need some food so I need to check the food list. I need to get the throat spray from Whole Foods which I’ll do today. I need to check the rest of the list. Check the power steering fluid. Some other stuff. Okay, that’s 500 words of nothing.

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