Nov 05, 2005 09:05
Non-Smoker Day 3
Had an incredible backache upon getting out of bed this morning. Maybe that's why I don't like to get up any more.
More vivid dreams last night and this morning. In the first one, I was living in this huge house with hundreds of rooms (a common theme in my dreams), and while I was on vacation elsewhere, this dumbass couple came along, bought the place (it wasn't even for sale), and turned it into a mall. I had to try and trick them into getting it back, and this kind of melded into a second dream. This second dream was, in a nutshell, "Buffy the Nazi Lunatic Slayer Takes A Cruise To Hell." 'Nuff said?
I have to do the recycling and go to Shaw's today, two things that are far from being my favorite activities. I haven't been in the car since I quit smoking, and I'll just bet that the ashtray's overflowing.
I guess I'll also try to get that bedroom finished; I'm sure that I'll get a great deal of energetic volunteer help.
Or maybe I should go to my 'Mind World', where no one can bother me, and Tra is 7 feet tall!
"She's somewhere between completely imaginary and a truck. If you can picture that?"
jeff-isms,
dreams