shit

i just read the most disgusting/disturbing article in rolling stone about hog farming. most of it was about eastern north carolina. a global magazine talking about eastern nc, and in the worst of terms. makes me hate this state. maybe i should just be a veggie weirdo.

in happier news i had a strange dream last night. one part found me in some strange location outside in some mesas with lots of people milling around. i'm in the lobby of a school of some kind, people walking out after classes. i see a girl walking out with a friend with a face that made me think it was someone else. she waved and i pretended i didn't see her.

she walked closer and i realized it was laura c., who was now offended that i had dismissed her. i had to catch up to her and her friend and, while walking, explain that for some reason she looked like this girl i hadn't spoken to in months and months because she's a lying slut (why do i keep saying that?) and that i didn't mean to offend her.

that's the first time i've seen her in a dream. strange.

ah well, when i get the imaginary smell of pig shit out of my lungs, i'm going to lie in my bed on the electric bed warmer and read some more, only this time in a novel of my choice.