i keep waking up thinking im dead. not dead but that im about to die. i stay awake for some minutes making sure my hearts still beating before i drift off to sleep. speaking of sleep i keep having dreams about rappers. this has been happening for a few years. it all started out with me and method man in a platonic bubble bath. the latest most memorable was running into master p in a radio shack. ginger the cat is scared of the floor ever since silky the dog moved in. she plans certain routes so she avoids the floor using the television, stools, people, whatever. i accidentally threw ginger the cat at silky the dog the other day. it was a tornado of paws. i think silky just misses spencer, and ginger just wants to destroy everything that everyone loves.

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