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Saturday, October 09, 2004

Last night I dreamed I was with Astral Joe Cole. I know it was a dream because I can tell the difference now, I think. Anyway, I don't really remember too much. Just that Joe was wearing a tatty green t-shirt and jeans and boots, Docs I'm pretty sure. He was standing in front of me with his hands in his front pockets and then he had his arms crossed in front of his chest. We were talking and talking about something. I have no idea now what. I wish he would come back. I miss him.

confessions of gd * 20:10

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Monday, October 04, 2004

For about a year my meditation has fallen off to nothing. I used to meditate and pray every night. I used to meditate in the mornings, then do my Sri Siva exercizes, and then my Windsor Pilates.

Now, since my schedule and life is out of control, I've done nothing but eat and slack off. I was losing weight, now I'm gaining again. I was getting so calm and things were starting to go my way. I have to get my shit together.

I think I want to start getting up at 7am. Do my Sri Siva, Windsor Pilates, shower, dress, go to work and be there by 9am. Drink a SlimFast. Do my stinking job. Eat a dollar dinner and a tiny salad. Do my stinking job. Go home. Eat a dollar dinner and a bitty bowl of vegetables. Write, clean my house, do whatever. Eat a piece of fruit. Meditate.

That seems like a reasonable schedule, doesn't it?

We'll see.

confessions of gd * 17:33

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