So Much For Sleep...

I guess I should have known better, but I tried to take sleeping pills to get some shut-eye. Big mistake.

I had a horrible nightmare. It began the same way as the hermit dream I told you about last time, except that this time, when the Chihuahua looks at me, he has no eyes. Dripping out of his eye sockets is the disgusting, brown and yellow shit-textured meat pulp that fills the average fast food burrito. He tells me in this horrible demonic voice:

"I WILL FUCK YOUR MIND."

The the fish is on the floor again, but the fish looks like me, and then suddenly I'm being cooked in an oven. I woke up, shot out of bed, and looked at the clock. It had only been about 15 minutes since I'd fallen alseep. It appears I'll be doing this instead of getting any rest. Joy.

Overflow

Well, in the few hours I was at work, The former Burrito slop has gotten even bigger. It's at the point now where it's overflowing out of the top of the can and dripping onto the floor. I've looked inside, and some of the trash has shifted places again. There's a long strand of goo that's connected by a mold-covered straw to a plastic bag filled with a dark purple fluid. There are some other things in there that I can't get as good a look at, as well as the acid pit at the bottom, which is now faintly glowing and partially enclosed by juicy membranes.

...

I'm not saying these things are organs, but that's exactly what they look like, and it's freaking me out. What's worse, the bits of the slop that have dripped over the rim are harder than the rest of it, and are almost perfectly symetrical. So I'm thinking this thing is alive, somehow.

WTF?!

This is getting really, really weird.

The burrito slop was at the bottom of my trashcan just this morning. It seemed larger than it was yesterday, but I assumed my imagination was playing tricks on me. Clearly, I was wrong. There's no doubt about it-it's absolutly getting bigger. After digging for it yesterday, I re-covered it with the rest of the trash. As of five minutes ago, pretty much everything in that can is covered with disgusting brownish-yellow slime.

Whatever I spit up the other day was no ordinary burrito. It's now taken over my trashcan. Maybe I'm a sucker for punishment, but I'm going to wait until tomarrow and see how big it gets.

Burrito Follow-Up

I checked the trash can yesterday, and it turns out the chewed-up burrito didn't disappear; it just leaked through the trash down to the bottom of the can. Thing is, it seems to be getting bigger. There's more of it now than there was yesterday...

... Could it be growing?