strange

Feb 27, 2006 09:33

Ever have one of those feelings where your consciousness or maybe your soul or spirit or whatever is trying to float up out of your body? I kind of feel like that this morning - my body just feels incredibly heavy and sluggish and my head and thoughts feel literally like they're going to fly away. I used to feel like that all the time as a kid. I remember distinctly times when I would lay in bed and feel my body pressed against the mattress and then just sense that the rest of me was just lifting up and floating above. It always scared the hell out of me and I tend to forget about it when I don't have one of those episodes. But just now at work I feel that way. Like I have to concentrate to keep my soul in my body or else it will just fly up and hang around the ceiling.

I'm trying to just push through it but it's really, really strange...

B and I went to the Museum of Arts and Sciences and saw the 'Napoleon in Egypt' exhibit there. It was beautiful and a total surprise - he just said he was taking me out on a date and wouldn't tell me where to or what it was about. So we went to Bia's and shared a pizza and then to the museum. It was just awe inspriring to see the pieces there from ancient Egypt including the mummy of a young child who died from an attack by a crocodile. It really made my weekend and I enjoyed myself so much.

That night Steven G., Kim, Ashli, Coshatt, Jamie & Gable came over and painted Kim's bedroom and blood room (a.k.a., the study). There were steamed dumplings, a movie that only got half watched and lots of talk about game and other stuff. It was a good night, but with that group it always is. I also sewed curtains for the foyer, finished my tableskirt for the bathroom and cleaned the whole house (which was still clean this morning).

Yesterday I got my bookshelf back from my parents and, guys, it's gorgeous. I've got to take a picture of it to put up - you just won't believe how nice it turned out.

Last night B and I also sat around and played a word association game for about two hours and then talked for a while. He and I took turns calling out names of PCs, NPCs and people we knew and would say the first word or two that would come to mind. It was surprising some of the emotions and feelings that just saying a name can bring up when they're in a totally unrelated context. Regardless, it was very cathartic and I would really like to do it again sometimes.

Now I have game emails to write, names to take and asses to kick.

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