Monday, 10-30-00; 4:15 AM
Today feels like it didn't really happen. I woke up at 4 PM, it was almost dark out, and the clocks were blinking (the power had gone out). Then, all of the sudden, I'm going to KMart to buy Franken Berry cereal, and then I'm watching a Blues game... I never did get oriented, and I'm still very tired.
I'm watching the re-airing of the game, and it still doesn't seem real. (It doesn't help that the arena is dark and no one is there.)
Maybe I'll see some sunlight, get the drugs out of my system (today was the last day I had to take prednisone!) and feel a little more with it tomorrow/today. It's a school day, the routine should be intact. I should feel a little better.
I spent some of last night coloring pictures I printed off of the McDonalds web site. They're not my best work.
My eyes are too strained to keep writing. More later. Maybe. We'll see. (I'll see.)
9:53 PM
I feel far less disoriented today. I'm not liking the early sunsets, but I am liking the early sunrises, so it's all good.
More and more, I find myself not caring who let the dogs out. I'm just glad that I don't have to do it.
I've been doing some brainstorming tonight. New movie ideas, and whatnot. I'm thinking about making a movie called Angels at the Craps Table. It will be a lot like Angels in the Outfield, but the angels will be helping a poor man cheat at a casino to buy his farm back, rather than helping a baseball team cheat. If that doesn't go over, I'll get to work on Air Bud V: Air Bud Plays Pickle Ball. It will feature the classic line, "Ain't no rule says a dog cain't play pickle ball!"
My ideas just keep getting less and less original.
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