Man I’m sick lately. Throat feels like razorblades and had a very strange dream last night. Nothing like my recurring Sausage Fingers dream but still enough to rattle me a bit.

Went to the mall yesterday and bought a new pillow after Olivia’s friend told me a disturbing story about old pillows. Trust me, if your pillow is more than 3 years old, ditch it ASAP. It’s worth the $20 for a new one. The mall is always a great place for my favorite pass-time - people spotting.

Big rush this week on everything - too many things to do in too little time. I’m trying to get perscription dive goggles. 5 days is probably pushing it too close to the wire.

But it seems I’m always pushing it too close. Who can pass up action like that.