We Can Be Whales Or Something in The grotesque metamorphosis of a Bi-Polar human into a Tri-polar monster.

  • April 9, 2019, 6:41 p.m.
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Waking up early is really fucking with me.
I’m not sleeping any earlier still…it’s been about a week and a half.
On Monday I woke up at 5:45, so I think I got approximately four hours of sleep?
Opening this new restaurant is bullshit.
I’m starting to get worried that I’m not going to make any money here.

I tried to take a nap at some point, I think I slept for a few minutes?
It was surprisingly rejuvenating though.

After my nap I went to Deanne’s place to smoke.
I better not get sick though because she’s like, “Look at my tonsils, they’re all infected and you can see the pus!” and I swear to god, I have never seen anything like that in my entire life. It was horrific…like, I guess I didn’t know what tonsils looked like or something, because…I don’t know, she just had these two HUGE bulging things with all of these white spots and it looked like she had no room to breathe or swallow…I was like, “How the fuck are you taking bong rips right now?”

But she said that the doctor said if she doesn’t have a fever or any cold symptoms at all then it’s probably not strep and it’s just tonsillitis (which she gets all the time, but not like this…jesus) so it’s not contagious.

But if I get sick then next time I get sick I’m going to go and get her sick and then be like, “NOW WE’RE EVEN!”

We watched some show about Formula 1 racing, which I know nothing about and am not particularly interested in at all, but it was kind of cool, I guess? Sort of?

At the end of the night when we hugged goodbye she made a comment about how I was getting too skinny. I don’t think I’m getting too skinny, but I do know for sure that I need to be eating more than once a day for the amount that I’m working out.

Anyway, today has been whatever. I woke up at 9 and went to the gym and then went to work and then came home and read comics and fucked around on my phone and now I’m here reading people and writing.

My dream last night was definitely more vivid than they have been lately, so I think the Alpha Brain is kicking in more and more. I still couldn’t remember it except that when I woke up I kept thinking “A diseased version of myself”

I still haven’t written Brittany back.
I’m getting close though.

I don’t really have anything else to say.
I need to write some code tonight but I’m tired and kind of want to just go to bed so I actually think I might do that.

OH! I was almost going to go on a date with this super cool, beautiful woman tonight, but she lives in LA and I don’t so it didn’t work out.

I asked her what she’s doing this weekend, but she hasn’t responded, and that was super early this morning.

Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if she doesn’t even hit me back up.
I live 30 miles away from LA, but it takes anywhere from 1 - 3 hours to get there.
It would be a long distance relationship.
Aint nobody got time for that shit.

Anyway, that’s the most exciting thing I have to share.
So…I guess I’m going to go eat some dinner and then go to sleep because the coffee I was drinking doesn’t seem to be working.
I am going to lucid dream tonight.
When I do, I am coming to see you.
We can be whales or something.
It will be great.
I love you.
-Dane


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