i woke up pretty late again today. somehow i ended up sleeping until 1pm. i had some weird dreams last night. both of which were presented to me as movies. both very serious movies starring very not-serious actors. the first was a police/crime/murder drama starring…get this…tim allen. it involved stakeouts and a rogue cop as stalking murderer. tim allen was the ranking officer involved in the sting. strange as hell. the next one, though, had a freakin' title. it was some weird supernatural, pseudo-horror film-thing starring matthew perry as a evil warlock. it was entitled "36." this dream was only shown to me as a short trailer, so that's about all the details i got. if i keep having dreams like these…i don't think i'm going to sleep anymore. it's just way too weird to wake up from these things, i tell you.

we went out to wendy's for lunch. i was able to get some "chicken revenge" on moby dick for last night, i guess. i devoured my chicken nuggets and topped the meal off with a frosty. matt waxed philosophical about the thermodynamics of soft-serve ice cream, and we got to delight in how strung out the woman at the counter was. paul's quote: "matt…that is what you call a crackwhore, just in case you've never seen one."

we plan on going to check out the kilowatthours tonight. it's their last show before ben moves out to new york, so it may end up being their last show period. i think guy will be joining us, so that should be a good time.

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