I’m having trouble sleeping; tonight’s gluttonous feed has me thrashing in bed …quite literally.

I returned to my desk to design a sound that I’m fond of but sleep is required now.

I’ve been tossing and turning, cursing the persons who prepare these cuts of meat because I’m certain something is added that causes these odd ass dreams.

Somewhere between sleep and now …I am awakened by a woman rising from my bed who wants to engage in battle over who I want, her or the one on the carpet at my feet. Why this sort of dream? Who knows, not that I have any prospects at the moment …to be honest, I’m about where I was some years ago …who needs it, the whole love thing is played out. Anyway, I’m trying not to smack this heffa because I’m not too sure if she awoke from my bed or it’s a trick, ya see …I don’t do the master and servant games any longer nor do I beat, sick angry woman. The thrill is gone …okay maybe it’s dormant but it’s better that way.

Soooo, these bitches go from being devil spawn to lovers trying to screw me …wait! My belly’s full, the last thing I want is two crazy chicks upsetting my stomach and making me puke.

Now they’re fighting one another. What the hell are they feeding these damn chickens?

The dream is on pause because I’m half asleep and I can’t wait to take a dump.

Hey, god or sparky or whatever you wanna be addressed as, if you’re trying to tell me something, spit it out because I ain’t got no notion or space for more than one in my life and that’s a BIG MAYBE. That goes for my head too, so if you’re gonna present one get on with it otherwise stop stirring shit up …I’m looney enough without you playing in the pot. Mutherfcuker. Shit!!!