Just now I tried to leave the house. I got dressed put some mascara on and drove down to the Crat, and within 5 minutes I knew I had to leave. Just one of those days I feel completely uncomfortable in my own skin. So I gave hugs and kisses and walked out before my beer had even been served up. I'm a strange brew.
I spent the early part of the day in that space between wake and sleep. I kept dreaming of Alligators and fish. These alligators kept getting in the house somehow, they were all small, like the size of dogs, there was even an albino alligator. But in each dream they would come to my bed where I was sleeping and snap their teeth at me. And every time I would slap them on their beaks and shew them out of the house. I was scared, but only a little. I looked up alligator in a dream dictionary and they always mean trouble. But in my dream they were small...so maybe small troubles? I don't know.
Also I talked to Jennifer and Joey. That was good. Joey heard about this free unadvertised Cat Power show for when I'm going to be up there, so we are going to stake out tickets on Thursday. I can't wait to see him. And Jen filled me in on life in the ol' Arizona, I love her.
I think most of my sad is a lonely and homesick sad. I feel so isolated here.
I'm going to watch TV now. The Closer on TNT. Good night.
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