im tired, its not really late, and yet...

"why am i not high yet?" is the burning question.

Between researching Hawaii, history, mythologies (some damn interesting stuff in there), apartments, jobs, and juggling daydreaming about re-teaming up with my brother, watching harvey birdman reruns, laffing, thinking about perhaps some food, a shower maybe, and daydreaming about some adventure, my mind seems, well, at ends. n odds.

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i spent almost all the way through track 4 off my new tool cd in the sauna. That is, 1 thru 4. It was 190-200 degrees-ish. Around 40 mins because i had to restart the first song when i dropped my cd player. That was a fun push of limits.

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so yeah. i feel weird. I guess i could go smoke more. It would pass the time. great. im a stoner. smoking because im bored, and its fun. very relaxing...And i did work out hard at the gym. Hmmmm. Apparently birdman and i are about the same height. Siiigh. I'm not as super cut as i'd like, but at least my bench max is almost my body weight....which is 190. I maxed at 175 the other day, i think. As much as i was willing to do, and i did it up and down once. Most i've tried on my own. ok im rambling. wonder why? must mean i have something i want to talk about, but won't type about. interesting! wonder what it is.

le sigh.

PS: edit from 20 mins later: ok so i remembered what it is. its that same feeling i got after being in the strip club. Lonely.

weird. ok not so weird, considering the main focus of my daydreaming and thought process lately. and stuff.