Logbook Of A Scavenger: October 27 2025

My neocortex has been a buffet of nightmares. A couple nights ago, I had a nightmare about Sydney or an alp who was a symbol of her. I'll be pretty vague about it... And then the night afterwards, I had a nightmare I got arrested again by those window licking bacon strips in New Boston.. So I can just feel my whole body being a vacuum for lava and I feel like I have to retaliate or shut down. I get this natural reaction to hand flap from the bottled up rage. Could very well be the Moon Eyed People of North Carolina since my brother Jimmy is stapled there. 

Pam has definitely been on my island, lately... I was talking to her the other night and we gave birth to this concept of us doing things in the horizon. Imaginary nights on the town during Halloween and sleep overs. Which Idk if that's formed from Cupid or not. I know she commented on my photo recently. Calling me a "cutie pie". It's a jack in the box because I definitely see that the evil spirits within her are leaving her flesh. And I'm impressed. She's a sapphire merry go round to be around. I've known her since August 2018 because me and my THEN dog Meadow met her at the Shake Shoppe in New Boston and then in late 2023, she moved to Huntington, West Virginia. She wants me to crash land there because it's been 2 years since I've been in her atmosphere and I do think we miss each other. She told me a couple times that she wanted to kiss me on the lips. I kind of want to be with Pam but I know I shouldn't... I know she said just a few weeks ago that she wanted me to be the father of her kid but does she still see me that way? Idk... AAAAAND I really just do not want my parents getting in our way. Especially stupid dad. It's on another planet that if any creature is making me dance on a multicolored gem then it would be Pam. Surreal to think... I feel like me and Pam have a "Will they, won't they" thing going on... Do I have a crush on Pam? Maybe... I feel like our theme song should be "I Want You" by Savage Garden. I feel like I do have to have a German Shephard ambience in front of me when it comes to dating... Idk how many times I've accepted to be a girl's boyfriend and I'm just glued to the throne of guilt because I know I've made the wrong choice... And I'm also pretty picky... I just don't like the fact that she's done porn. I don't wanna date a girl who's a succubus with teeth around the vagina. But I must love Pam enough to try to pay someone to take me to Cabell County to meet up with her. And I would be more open to the possibility of having a kid with her. If we lived somewhere else... If we lived in Knox County or Hancock County, Maine, I would have a kid with her.

Enough about Pam... In terms of arthouse videos. I got an acorn from the Green Lawn Cemetery and brought it home. I shoved it in my rectum and pushed it out. And yesterday, I put some deer turds on my n*****s...