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i don't think i've ever seen an entertainer or other such famous entity in real life until tonight. me and bill went to philadelphia to see trey anastasio. it was such an awesome show. i was afraid that his solo stuff wasn't going to be that great. but it was much much better than what i expected. tomorrow i'm seeing him at jones beach.

i was so happy to see trey when he first came on. it was like seeing something great. i was so tired by the second set though. i wish i had more energy, but i had to wake up relatively early to drive there. tomorrow is jones, which is 15 minutes away, so i'll be all full of pep.

i need to take a shower. yo, goo balls are a waste of time. i'm never getting one again. fuck goo balls.

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there's a recurrence of not being able to function fully in my dreams. last night this guy was throwing oranges at me. i tried throwing oranges back at him, but i kept on missing. and if i did happen to make contact, it would be such a soft throw, it would do no damage. my arms just couldn't throw hard enough or with any accuracy. i also have this dream where i can't run or walk away from disaster. like one time i was crossing the street and my legs stopped working. and this other time matt werner let a scorpion loose after me and i couldn't run away from it.

bill's sister was in the dream last night. i stole her bike and she tackled me. i touched her boob by accident. sorry man.

jesus, my right eye keeps twitching. last week it was my right arm. i'd rather my arms twitch than my eye. i need my eyes to see. the only thing i need my arms for is cartwheeling through the meadows.