“monday morning”
(i ate a “microwave vegetable meal” and passed out sometime before 8pm)
(now i’m back up and at’em)
(i go through dozens of bottled waters everyday)
(due to the dehydrating effects of alcohol)
(i also pigged out on “reese’s peanut butter cups” and “pretzels” with “peanut butter”)
(i slept from 2am to sometime before 10am)
(i dreamt it was my birthday and we all started out at chester cua’s house before heading to a campout party)
(i got stoned with alex and shane and started cracking myself up)
(then we headed to the third floor of the chadwick beachhouse)
(seth green kept messing with my computer, claiming he was some sort of computer salesman and was just examining it)
(i kept biting his finger in an attempt to get him away from my machine)
(uncle jimmy was trying to fix a television for grandma skip)
(i seemed to recall that my computer had once broken down in the very same spot)
(everytime he turned on the fuzzy television, my computer would restart)
(he had several computer CDs in his hand)
(he expertly pushed some buttons on my keyboard and got the computer up and running again)
(then i noted that my computer was actually a shitty dell (the type you’d find in a mediocre office))
(i was back to windows)
(furthermore, the icons were of wildly varying sizes so that i had to scroll horizontally to access certain folders)
(i directed seth green to another computer and tried my best to get working)
(the “party” was still in progress as all my other friends were at their own computers on the third floor)
(then i sat down at a table with some feminine-looking dude named “johnny” (he resembled my friend from knollwood ’round age 5))
(he was 7 and lived on acorn)
(erica henriques and cristy chory also sat at the table)
(cristy discussed my computer problems and erica remained silent)
(then the old man sat down to my right and alex kenwell to his right)
(i believe champ was also milling around)
(i immediately became self-conscious as alex and the old man grabbed hold of the conversation)
(they recounted how “joey” laughed himself pink earlier in the afternoon)
(when i requested they call me “joga”, alex denied calling me “joey” in the first place)
(we were all eating chicken and i took some from the old man, assuring him that i’d had a great birthday)
(then i went to sleep)
(i woke up the next morning and only champ remained)
(i believe the parents were downstairs and waiting to leave)
(i grabbed two of champ’s camel turkish gold cigarettes and went outside to smoke)
(there was another dream involving buses outside bayberry school (although i was actually exiting my 5th grade classroom))
(i was looking for tom cunningham’s bus)
(then mother, emily, and i went to some thai restaurant in long hill (it was it some courtyard filled with offices))
(it was mid-afternoon and the restaurant didn’t have very many patrons)
(i went in first and ran into uncle jimmy discussing his successful business practices with a fat old bald man sitting down at a table)
(i immediately joined the rest of the crowley clan at their table (with the addition of a little black girl and little white girl))
(i ate one of their leftover omelettes (before ordering an additional meal) and matthew informed me that they were off from school because it was “national colored day”)
(emily and mama soon joined us)
(i also dreamed of a pint of ice cream)
(now it’s monday morning and i STILL don’t have that direct deposit)
(i’m going to go spend my remaining $5 on alcohol and get this day started right)
(for whatever reason my body is sore today)
(though i haven’t exercised in years!)