I am rolling Katamari (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katamari_damacy), but in the real world. I know that I'm making Katamari to help a gravely ill friend who desperately needs the money I collect to pay for regular radiation treatments. Although the situation is serious, I'm still getting lost in my Katamari-rolling. As I pick up thumbtacks, then sticks of gum, then shampoo bottles, then cats and people and houses, I can't focus on my friend. The game is too fun to be worried about other people.

When I lose my game and the King yells at me, I'm upset. I wasn't paying attention to the task at hand. I press the "reset" button and resolve to give it another go.

(On a related note, I love playing Katamari. Man, awesome game.)

I watched Sicko, the new Michael Moore film, right before bed last night. Also, my best friend's mother passed away around noon.

I dreamt that I was a practicing oncologist. I was responsible for denying care to individuals dying of cancer. I didn't know how to get out of the situation I was in. Practicing in Canada or Europe was practically equivalent to running away from the problem. But how do you change the medical practices of an entire country?

1. I am in my woods at home, building a tree fort with a good male friend of mine. Mostly I'm coaching his actions from the ground, as I'm not really handy with tools and might hammer myself to a tree. In an effort to shift the entire structure a few feet in one direction, we accidentally break several branches off of the tree and boards shower to the ground. In defeat, I lay down on the ground looking up at the perfectly blue sky. My friend lays down right next to me. I normally avoid hanging around him when we are alone because we have a lot of chemistry. I'm not the cheating type, but this guy drives me dangerously close to the edge. I sincerely feel like if given a decent shot, we'd be a good couple. However, this is an impossibility right now; I'm in love with Scott and don't want to fuck that up. Furthermore, he has his own girlfriend to worry about. In a flurry of honesty, I tell him all of this. He puts his arm around me and says that he feels the same way. Pulling me close, he gives me one sweet kiss, telling me that until our timing is better and the stars align properly in our direction, we shouldn't even be near each other.

On that note, we decide to go base jumping together. With a small group, we are lifted in a helicopter to a canyon ridge. One deep breath, and I jump off of the edge. For a few blissful moments, I am hanging in midair. Then, I pull my chute and float down into an area heavily populated with saplings. The saplings are difficult to walk through without being whacked by them at every turn. Eventually, by playing a kind of Marco Polo, yelling for each other, my friend and I find each other. I am so happy to see him, but this time, I keep my distance.

2. Given Kori's mother's condition, I also had several dreams revolving around cancer and hospitals last night. I've got no detail, thankfully, though it was a less than pleasant night, as far as dreams go.