I feel like I'm trapped in the Twilight Zone!

Halfway through eating my full size chocolate Rod Serling sculpture and I think the sugar is getting to me.

Ran into Rob Zombie last night. He and Sherry were getting ready for his tour and we were eating chocolate chip ice cream. I asked about his "Halloween" movie and his sleep schedule. He is a very busy artist!

I was exhausted and thinking only of my Acting Workshop that I'm doing today and he's a guy that makes things happen. I should have asked him about his diet, because he is super thin now. I'm guessing he Fasts.

Came home yawning and discovered an old man who was nice to me when I moved in died three weeks ago. I also learned that his body wasn't discovered for those three weeks!

His apartment is right across from mine and I had smelled his decomposing body last week as I was walking by, thinking it was some odd ethnic cooking going on, or bad weed being smoked.

The hot young girl that lived below him found maggots behind her curtains and in the carpet as his body fluids drained through the floor of his place and into the walls of hers. I found her freaked out and hauling off all her clothes in trash bags to the dumpster.

When the maintenance guys opened the door the odor was so bad they nearly died. I think it is so sad that no one noticed him gone. No friends. No family.

I wonder if his spirit knows that he is dead yet? Does he walk by? Is he in the room with me now? Is he reading this over my shoulder as I type? Is he happy, or scared? Is he safe?

I crawled into bed and pulled the sheets over my head as the sound of Police radio calls and static bled through my walls and crept into my dreams.