Huh, I managed to wake up at six am after all. Amazing what dreams about being on survivor and Jeff Probst will do for one's determination to wake up!!
Hi darling. I managed to wake up at 8am for NO REASON WHATSOEVER.
But I'll probably go back to bed. For that is how I roll.
"Survivor" dreams! SCARY. I had a dream I was staying in some scary-ass demon creature's big humongous mansion with at least 100 other people for some variety of convention (sadly not a fannish one). My family was there, all my little cousins, and I was like "we need to get out of here NOW because only I for some reason am able to tell that our host is an EVIL DEMONIC PRESENCE who's going to eat us all. Pack your shit, for real, we're leaving."
Then we proceeded to "get out of there" by packing our stuff (I ALWAYS dream that I have "baggage" with me - like, almost every dream - that I have to find ways to pack and bring with me. Usually I don't manage it but this time, I finished packing and I had a little space left and dream!me went, "huh. that never happens." I consider it a step forward for my psyche. Anyway) and acting natural and stealing six-packs of hard cider and beer from the convenience-store style coolers in the gothic hallways to fit in that little space in my luggage, going to the front of the mansion to get the airport shuttle and hoping that it would arrive before we were eaten. Then there were a bunch of Navajo teenage girls being all giggly and wearing low-rise pants there waiting too. No, I have no idea why they were Navajo.
LOL:) Definitely better than my being in a survivor challenge (with the current bunch of dipwads no less) scooping gunk into a steel cylinder (a la recent amazing race challenges) with dorky Jeff Probst providing commentary.
probably very representative of how I feel about grad school no doubt.
And yay! extra room!! Wanna bet that used to be where hell asshole boss used to reside? You should totally thank him for firing you so you could get a better job oopulated with 100% fewer bastards
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Date: 2006-12-03 01:54 pm (UTC)But I'll probably go back to bed. For that is how I roll.
"Survivor" dreams! SCARY. I had a dream I was staying in some scary-ass demon creature's big humongous mansion with at least 100 other people for some variety of convention (sadly not a fannish one). My family was there, all my little cousins, and I was like "we need to get out of here NOW because only I for some reason am able to tell that our host is an EVIL DEMONIC PRESENCE who's going to eat us all. Pack your shit, for real, we're leaving."
Then we proceeded to "get out of there" by packing our stuff (I ALWAYS dream that I have "baggage" with me - like, almost every dream - that I have to find ways to pack and bring with me. Usually I don't manage it but this time, I finished packing and I had a little space left and dream!me went, "huh. that never happens." I consider it a step forward for my psyche. Anyway) and acting natural and stealing six-packs of hard cider and beer from the convenience-store style coolers in the gothic hallways to fit in that little space in my luggage, going to the front of the mansion to get the airport shuttle and hoping that it would arrive before we were eaten. Then there were a bunch of Navajo teenage girls being all giggly and wearing low-rise pants there waiting too. No, I have no idea why they were Navajo.
Oh BRAIN.
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Date: 2006-12-03 02:04 pm (UTC)probably very representative of how I feel about grad school no doubt.
And yay! extra room!! Wanna bet that used to be where hell asshole boss used to reside? You should totally thank him for firing you so you could get a better job oopulated with 100% fewer bastards