shuteye

I slept slept slept in today.

When I woke up it was ridiculously close to 2pm.  I didn't care, I wanted to go back to sleep.  I was having wonderful dreams about old friends and new adventures.  I was happy in the warm little microcosm of my fluffy fluffy bed.

damn this cruel cruel world and all it's harsh realities.  I had to take my final and be to work by 4.  Against all odds I made it to work, all huffa chuffa and barely on time just so I could stand around all night.

pbbt... hurry up and wait indeed.

Now that all of this scholastic nonsense is behind me I endeavor to do as little as possible for as long as possible without becoming a total waste.  I want to open my business... I can't do it now though.  I mean look at the state of the economy.  It would be nothing short of suicide.

I can do some other things in the meantime however.  I want to take a spanish class, maybe two if my head doesn't explode after the first one.  My kitchen spanish is pretty good.  My conversational spanish es mas y menos basura caliente.  my how I do try though.

misplaced birds

I have (had) the day off today.

I had stuff to do, aka chores, homework, etc. but decided to fuck it all off in favor of lying about and reading comics, watching hospital dramas on t.v. and... well, that's pretty much it.

o!  I had a dentist appointment this morning, so that's exciting.

I'm on a diet this week and have been stuffing my face with veg and fruit for a few days now. I just "splurged" on a baked potato and now I'm wishing I hadn't. My body hasn't had to work this hard to digest food in a few days and is pretty pissed at me right now. ugh.

anyhoo...

I had a really weird dream the other night that I was walking through the woods or through a clearing of some sort and a bird landed on my finger and starting singing. Somehow it later turned into a baby. I took care of it for awhile and then I must've misplaced it or something because then she just wasn't around anymore.

hm.
sounds about right.

"Excuse me, has anyone seen my child? 

No? 

Alright then.  no, don't worry about it...   

I can grow another one".

woolgathering

I  had another kooky dream last night.

They shut the whole goddamn downtown area down for labor day, (or some other obscure holiday that everyone else always seems to know about but me) blocked off all the parking, and the big huzzah was to be a movie at the theatre.  

My mother and family were there.  I was panged by feelings that I wasn't being entirely included in the hullabaloo and people were seizing in the street.  Grand Mals followed by cars splashing puddles into their very unfortunate eyes.

At one point I pushed a taxi driver to the ground and kicked him mercilessly for cutting me off and almost hitting my boiler (or car if you didn't catch the last post).  The kicking part made me happy by appeasing some sick bloodthirsty part of my psyche.

At another point I suspected an intruder, freaked the fuck out and "escaped" out the garage door only to discover that the interloper was a case of bottled water.

seriously?

the icing on this dreamy cake?

the movie was a re-run