anyway, after that had argument with wifey, she was being an obnoxious bulgarian (=whine for the sake of whining/auto whine mode/non-stop whining for nothing) so decided to sleep in guest room as we are between guests although some guy is coming today anyway -- that double-glazing job benji did + inserting foam-proof pads was a triumph of engineering and carpentry although you wouldn't think benji was possible of it given his track record of making a bad wooden piggy bank in woodshop as a kid and also being yelled at for about 3 months by some carpenter tile-laying toilet installing 1st generation italian american in nyc............
anyway, for some reason, ended up dreaming about paul ryan, didn't dream anything in particular but just remember he was in my dream somehow but there was no imagery, thanks god it wasn't sexual...... then dreamt was visiting my u.s. citizen buddy christine, which is something that's been on benji's mind for a while now... we were out in suburbia and wifey was getting jealous (which she has manifested about 2% of in real life already about it - like you would want to cheat on ur wife with a heroine junky right? and when ur wife is pregnant too), in my dream, wifey had a gun and had stuffed it down the front of her pants and was walking in suburbia looking for me and christine.... wifey thought that dream was funny anyway....
checking the news, ryan is telling voters: drill baby drill, that a boy ryan! stick it to those flower toting hippies! let them stick to making movies and build that pipeline buddy! maybe dreamt about ryan as a means of encouraging me to go to gym, anyway, that's the plan today: run 10km (that's 6 miles+) and get some sauna/spa in too, maybe lift some weights a little
pre-gym, also in that dream, were some mice in the spare room with me, now that could have been symbolic of nbc today's shows morning weekend edition, squeak, squeak, now in the spare room is some guy called babak who's iranian.... iran of course is one of spain's best trading partners.... while preparing some squid over the sink, talking to babak who has just flown in from canada..... edmonton, was wondering about how they transported seafood in spain to madrid and other inland centres before refrigeration and combustion engines.........
a few hours later, did those 10kilometres and that's just such a great feeling........ had a big fat meal after that......... there's some catholic club nearby my crib called 'dooley's'......... not really a catholic per se, and don't notice TOO MANY evil catholic vibrations/manifestations in there so don't mind eating there for a big meal.......... all those people worried about obesity and cancer and suchlike, they should just go do a 10k run....... that would take care of a lot of cancer, obesity and other ailments.........
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