Jail Journal: Page 19

I finally had a dream and it was my niece Roxanne. There were magical components to the dream but, I finally met her baby and sort of felt sympathy for her pain that she must of went through to give birth. I looked deep in its eyes and told her about fostering character. We then went to get pizza. There was dancing and stuff but there happened to be a Dave & Busters aspect to the place we went to. Again, there was a pool like the other dream I had. Swimming in the pool, I found it super easy to swim in it, but there was a girl who found it even easier. Almost supernaturally she was swimming like a dolphin. They kind of looked like a better version of one of the 1000 lbs sisters.

She revealed a cloning facility. There was a boy there and we sort of became friends or fell in love? He was super scrawny and was apparently a clone. The mad scientist in charge of the place was this good looking Hispanic dude. I explained to him I wouldn't write about this place in my blog because I cared about the scrawny dude and didn't want him to get in trouble. The scientist then let me play with with a beam of light then it became infused in my hands. The cops came so, me and the scrawny guy fled through the backdoor of the apartment attached to the facility. We ran into the streets where I found I could either fly or jump really high.

I woke up for breakfast, but I think my brain wants to return to that dream. I started hearing my brother's voice warning me, " Don't get caught up in shit. " I wonder what that is foreboding?

I've decided to use the peels from the oranges we get for breakfast as poppuri and deodorant. I know I could've bought deodorant but trying Deebeelynn's is sort of made me realize they're not really worth the money.

Today I am going to contact my attorney's assistant Brooke though my cards advise against it or they tell me wait. I can't believe I am collecting phone numbers in here anyway.

I laugh a bit at the dynamic between Deebeelynn and Molly, both being sort of older women. Molly is some sort of crackhead on the streets who says off the wall shit. For example, Deebeelynn has MS. Molly says, " Oh yea, I have the MS cancer. That's why I'm bald. " Even though she said previously she shaved it off because she had a giant cyst on her head that when it busted made her look like " an ejaculating pecker. "

I do feel time going by quicker today, even if it is just minutes. I am not sure what kind of pgrogress I can make today. I just feel like if either Jan or my attorney are pussy footing around, this would be infuriaing. I think I'll just start calling and asking individual questions on voice mail until my list of questions are asked. If I get patched through, I can just continue down the list.

Angel and Stephanie aren't getting along because Angel thinks she is a complete turncoat for hanging out with Amy. I get it though, they're similar in age. Stephanie is a Leo and Amy is a loudmouth so, she's probably a fire sign like her; birds of a feather flock together so, I don't have opinions either way.

I am thinking of Wolfman Tarot.

It would be hilarious if I said something trolly about going to jail on his channel but, I think that would scare the average person and jail really isn't worth mentioning.