C journal 7/19

Hell journal,


Today has been a fairly good day. It started out poorly. I
had a bizzare dream that I had an appointment to have sex with an old
highschool classmate. The appointment was arranged by two wealthy boys
who were to watch the proceedings. But I was late because I had already
had sex with a cute but slutty girl, who is one of my college
classmates. She started peeing when I had sex with her, which plays
into my sexual fascination with watersports. So when I reached the
appointment, I'd already orgasmed and had trouble getting hard. Just as
this humiliating dream was concluding, my alarm went off. It was 6 am
and I'd really meant to get up. But my spirits were low at precisely
the wrong moment and I went back to bed til 8:30. Because I woke up
late, I had low prana levels. Prana is the life-force in yoga. It can
probably be equated to seratonin, in biological terms, or chi, in new
age terms. Through focus and work though, I worked up my prana levels
and got some things accomplished. Turning on the classical radio
station helped considerably. I heard a remarkable 19th century piece by
a rather obscure composer, who is nonetheless thought in some circles
to have been a genius. I listened to it closely because it caught me
during a horrible fit of diarrhea. I haven't had such a terrible fit
since my sophomore year of college when my stomach acid problem was in
full gear, greatly fueled by the stress of being with my ex-girlfriend
Fawn. I believe this current was caused by eating popcorn at the movie
"King Arthur" last night, which by the way was a depressing example of
the modern "epic" film, which has essentially no plot or depth. Scenes
are substituted with brief speeches intermixed with cheesily done
battles. We have the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy to thank for this new
fad. Anyway, after getting some work done, I took about ten minutes and
forced myself to meditate, which is difficult because of my add. Then I
studied for the test to get into law school. That brings us up to
now.


peace,


Sean