Sin field

I had an erotic dream last night, probably because I scored & vorkled with the mighty Insect Slayer at bedtime. I woke up around 5:00 again, this time to a woman who said her name was "Sinfield". Peter Sinfield is the name of the guy who wrote lyrics for King Crimson back in the 70s, but I should've known he was a man. I didn't know the woman's first name, but asked her what she did when she wasn't doing song lyrics. She said, "I'm a writer". Somewhere along the line she got naked, though I don't recall her taking her clothes off. We were just about to vorkle when I woke up. I needed to pee, so maybe that's why I had the hard-on. & the night before had been exquisite.

Yesterday I woke up early, like always, did my Internet stuff, then worked a little on "Relayer". I really need to start another project. I fixed Trish's breakfast of pancakes (mix is on sale at Albertson's 10 for $10), then after her coffee she washed the windows of the bat-mobile. Fred had intended to make it over, but had to go out to the Iron Claws with his brother. After Trish left & called home I went ahead & did another draft of "Relayer", then ate a peanut butter sandwich & some yogurt. Trish got off early, so when she came home she took a shower after relaxing. She wanted to go to Church at 5:00, so around 3:00 when she started her shower I started the chicken. She took a small glop of potatoes; I was almost tempted to have leftovers. After Church Trish waited for Kenneth to call. Candy had promised me earlier in the day that she'd have Ken call when he got in, but "he might not be in until late". Then Trish shivered me timbers.