Tonight I Drew Justin Poole

my camera hasn't been taking the sharpest photos of my drawings.

Got too Drunk

I went to go see a band at Lemmon's a few weeks ago. I had already seen them at a basement show. It was nice weather so I got a ride on my friend's scooter to the show. He couldn't stay, and the spring on his kickstand broke. He tried using a tampon string, but ended up using electrical tape off my home-made purse. My friend Sean showed up at the show first(few more people showed up but it was getting blurry early in the afternoon because I drank some rum at home before the show). We split a pitcher and I went to the gas station next door to the buy the cheapest ciggarettes they sold. I was also buying the cheapest beer on tap, PBR, which somehow cost 9 bucks a pitcher. I ended up spending waaaay more than I can remember, maybe 50 or 60 bucks? Also lost track of time, couldn't speak clearly, or walk, or use my hands because they were shaking. I was a wobbly mess. I ended up puking at Uncle Bill's Pancakes for 30 minutes and Sean sent somebody into the bathroom to check on me. I'm glad I made it to the bathroom in time. I went to Masi's house after all that shit. I had to drink some coffee and try to sit still for an hour to sober up. It sort of worked. We went to her boyfriend's brother's house for BBQ. The end.

*Once a month I go binge drinking. It's probably hormonal or  bi-polar related

Comics I Drew Today(Steak n Shake, Fart Joke)

Bad Dreams Last Night

I woke up in my dream, and was in was in a bar trying to find a phone to call my friend. I was really freaked out by the dream I had(dream within a dream), which involved sneaking into someone's house, and then looking for odd grooves in the basement floor to find a hiding spot where my friend had been hiding in. He had faked his own death. When I found him he was really sick looking, muscles atrophied, and had weird dark marking on his shoulders.

My second dream started out with me in bed, getting woken up roughly by my dad. He was trying to kidnap me. I kicked and tried to scream, as he covered my mouth I ran to my moms room and pounded on the door trying to wake her up. No success. I dashed to the front door but couldn't work the lock. After taking a second to clear my head I got it just in time. I ran down the street in my bare feet. There was still some slushly snow on the ground. I chased some old lady asking her to help me, but she was a little dumb.
Eventually I enlisted the help of a couple guys that live down the street. Together we stuffed giant expired brussel sprouts into my dads mouth with some kleenex too, and then ducktaped him together. My friend flirted with me too. What a nice ending. Somehow the dream started with a harassing phone call, some robotic voice told me that something would happen to my sister, and then said "doesn't she work on the second floor of such-and-such medical building?" I said "Leave my sister alone!" I tried to tell her about it but she didn't really care. My family members are always indifferant to trouble in my dreams. Assholes.

Been Busy and Getting Busier

Mailorder: Last week I found an old credit slip from No Idea Records for 5 bucks so I got to order a couple cds and a poster. You'd be surprised what you can get for 5 dollars.

Financial Security: This week I got hired at Steak n Shake doing food prep. I've been happy all day. I even bought a victory dress! It's a strapless black+white polka dot 50s dress with a poofed out skirt and all I need is some nice shoes but knowing me I'll end up wearing platform combat boots or something that doesn't match.

Comics are fun: while I was walking to the library I saw a chick sitting in her car drinking water (it was like 60 degrees) and she looked exactly like Dora from Questionable Content. I discovered a sweet comic zine called King-Cat Classix and checked it out, along with Buddy Does Jersey. I'm almost finished with Buddy Does Seattle.

 Exhaustion: I spent 7 1/2 hours cleaning my grandma's house and 3 hours yesterday walking to and from the library. I am ready to get into a hammock and not do stuff for a while. Beer me!

Lesbian Dream

I dreamt I woke up with a lesbian runaway from Costa Rica in my bed. She was a friend online who came to stay with me because she needed to escape her abusive family. My mom told me she couldn't stay with us because she was an illegal immigrant and I said but she can't go back, and we're in love. She dissapeared for a few days, and some asshole told me "she left her family, and now she's leaving you. that's just how she is". I said noooo she has to come back. Apparently I was a schoolkid in my dream, because some short guy with obnoxious facial hair asked me if I was going to the dance, and I said I might. He started follwing me around everywhere, annoying the shit out of me, and then out of nowhere Susan(or whatever her name was, I forget) ran up behind me, gave me a big hug, squeezed my butt and then picked me up like a macho-man. It was funny I was laughing through the rest of the dream. Happy Ending, reunited and it feels so good!

First Dream Post

I I have some fucked up dreams. Last night’s themes were: gross, violent, celebrity.I was in a bathroom at the airport-disgusting, damp, sticky type of dirty bathroom. It was full of photographers and other types of parasites because Prince Harry was taking a leak. I actually had the use the bathroom. My purse touched the floor-HORROR. I had to buy a new one. I wander a bit looking for a kiosk and eventually I’m in a mall(?) instead of replacing the soiled handbag I see a celebrity and realize she is with actors, not her real children. I get out of the conversation quickly, after staring into a curio cabinet full of unbuyables. Second dream, I get robbed twice, in the same place, by the same guy, he has a sawed off shotgun and I’m sitting in the backseat of someone’s car each time. I ask him if it’s alright to pick my wedgie before I get shot in the face. He says no, but your friend can pick it. I’m like UH…ALLRIIIGHHHT. I’m a fuckin weirdo. Also, most of the guys in my dreams have had beards.
(Dreamdoctor.com)

Bathroom

Common setting in dreams for feelings relating to shame and “release of private emotions.” If a dreamer searches for a toilet but can not find a private location (all the shower stalls are exposed, or strangers are present causing the dreamer to be uncomfortable) the dream may indicate fear of expressing one’s “private behaviors” in public. If the toilet area is filthy or flooded, with the toilet bowl backed up or otherwise not functioning, difficulty “eliminating” emotions-a blockage-is indicated. Does the dreamer try to “control” his or her emotions too much?

Dreams of searching for a bathroom to urinate may reflect actual pressures upon one’s bladder during sleep. Do you have to go when you wake up? Defecation dreams also are common in the aftermath of lover’s quarrels and other, intense arguments. Do you feel that someone has been “dumping all their crap” on you?

Urinating

 Dreams of urinating upon yourself in public (wet your pants) reflect feelings of shame and inadequacy.
(I have reacurring dreams of going to the bathroom because I drink tons of water. It really gets in the way of having real dreams.)

Purse

Because they hold our identification papers (driver’s license, social security card, student identification, etc.), money (cash, checkbooks, bank and credit cards), and beauty accessories (make-up, lipstick, personal hygiene items), purses in dreams are associated with feelings of identity, empowerment, and beauty. Dreams of losing one’s purse, accordingly, reflect feelings that one’s identity, power or beauty may be in peril. These dreams are common following a separation or divorce, or after losing a job or enduring a forced transition in one’s career. Purses also may symbolize a woman’s vagina—a location that “opens and closes” and which possesses special value.
(I was trying to replace my soiled purse, am I really trying to find a new vagina???)

Celebrity

Symbol of social status and attention. Dreams of friendly interaction with celebrities reflect feelings of increased social status, especially when a celebrity treats us “like an equal.” Attempts to contact a celebrity reflect needs for recognition, attention, and validation in our lives. If we experience difficulty reaching the celebrity, this may reflect unfulfilled desires for status and approval.

Gun

Symbol of aggression, anger, power and protection. If the gun fires properly, the dream suggests feelings of power and confidence. If the dreamer is attacking, he or she should be alerted to hostile or angry feelings towards the persons attacked. Being shot at indicates an emotional attack in waking life. If the gun will not fire, or if the bullets are ineffective, feelings of powerlessness are represented. Dreams of being surrounded by people who carry guns can reflect feelings that one is involved with a “dangerous crowd.” Dreams of guns should not be interpreted as precognitive.

Car

Common symbol of the self, “the direction we are headed in our lives.” A more immediate symbol than planes, trains and ships (which indicate larger concerns and transitions) due to its ubiquity in everyday living.