and she said.. "how you interpret the dream is probably more important than the dream itself"

This is going to be quick, but it's going to be good
n' hurty, so pay attention.

Return from spiritual vacation where I connect with closest friends. Good times. Visit my old apartment where all my stuff is. The place is fucking unhygienic. The floors are sticky, and there's food everywhere. Plastic bags littered around the house bear signs of vermin. After breaking in (and scaring the shit out one of the subletters, who claims immediately to be a victim, rather than a perpetrator, of the mess), I am informed that the mouse problem has degraded into a RAT problem. Though the regime change may be an auspicious sign of things to come, I decide to get the fuck out of there as soon as possible. Sunday, move in to new place. This place is far more beautiful than I remember it; understandably so, since I only saw it once, and at night. It is fucking eden. Avocados are weighing down OUR AVOCADO TREE so heavily, it seems to cry for release. That's right whore-mongers. 200 on MY tree right now. Banana trees and a sturdy peach tree are rife with potential. Garlic and assorted roots growing in assorted patches. And various greenery EVERYWHERE. Hot tub which had gone unnoticed. We happy? Yeah, we happy. OK. On to roommates, numbering two. They are as follows.

Daniel - 33 - Environmental consultant. The gardener responsible for the cornucopia outside. Nice guy, intelligent, but got hit with the self-important stick a few too many times. Finishes sentences (which are invariably about himself) with a pause that suggests "now is your opportunity to say WOW." He has received a few complements in front of me, which he has either agreed with or ignored. Yet, he makes the house beautiful. He has cooked (well) for me twice and insisted upon doing the dishes. He engages in ceramics once a week and subsequently we are fully stocked with his flatware. Has many (interesting) people over to the house, and will continue to do so if past performance is any indication of future results. Many benefits associated with his odd personality, so don't know whether it will really be an issue.

Adam - 29 - Physical therapist / masseur. From Michigan. Extremely laid back, yet engaging and an active listener. Fucking interesting guy. Spends every summer as a camp counselor. Bone, prepare thyself: is on the Primal Diet. Do yourself a favor and look it up. It's a raw foods diet. From what he's told me it's 10% vegetable juice, 20% eggs, 30% dairy and 40% meat. That's right Biznatch! RAW FUCKING MEAT. I seen ‘im do it! This isn't once in a while. This is every single fucking day. What kind of meat, I hear you ask . . . Beef and chicken, mostly, but he does eat fish every now and then. Oh yeah. Anyway, he and I are buddies already, and have shared secret glances about Daniel’s funny statements.

And must I remind you . . . 500 meters from the beach. So, come visit. You’re all welcome to crash in the yard.