It's Time to Play, "What's in My Pants?"
Hello people!
I had crazy dreams.
In one, I was with my old roomie, Vicki, at a restaurant. We were trying to find a table, and I was singing a Go West song. Suddenly, Vicki started singing along, and I was shocked that she even knew the song. Then, she reminded me that she was the one who introduced me to Go West (which is bullshit; GTA: Vice City introduced me to Go West).
In another dream, I was on some kind of...not a catwalk, but...well, you guys know in Kingdom Hearts, the wooden walkway that's attached to the trees on Destiny Islands that lead you up to the top of the trees? Kinda hard to understand, but yeah. It was like that. Anyway, jeezus, lol, I was on these wooden walkways with three friends, and this older woman came up, with her son and started talking to us.
Then, her son went psychotic and killed one of my friends, right in front of us. But, somehow, we couldn't prove that he had done it, even though he, apparently, was a notorious serial killer. His mother defended him, calling us liars, and then I woke up. Like I said, bizarre. It was rough getting up this morning. Thanks to these vivid dreams I've been having, I haven't been sleeping very soundly.
But, as always, I got ready for work and headed out around 8:30, stopping to pick up coffee. Of course, the morning was busy and I was actually in quite a lousy mood, so I was getting really irritated, lol. It was a long day. I got through a few forms for college, got through most of my work, and at noon, I went to Subway to get lunch. I talked to mom and she made me feel a little better, but I was still iffy.
The boys were fun, today, though. Anywho, at 3:00, I got the hell out of there and had to go to school to pick up a copy of my transcript so I could send it to Full Sail. I got home - FINALLY - around 4:00 and I had a little breakdown. I just feel overwhelmed, honestly. I mean, it's an endless, vicious cycle, cuz I feel overwhelmed, then I feel guilty cuz I know other people have it worse. GRR.
But yeah, dad came home, and he, mom and I watched an ep of The Good Wife, then they went to an appointment. I went upstairs and took a nap cuz I was fucking exhausted. I got back up at 7:19 and went downstairs. Teh rents got home about half an hour later with Subway for dinner, lol. We ate together and watched The Good Wife, then Memphis Beat - SQUEE! - then more The Good Wife. XD
Memphis Beat was GREAT. Fucking love Jason Lee, and he looks even better this seasons. AND, he sang. *melty* And in the last ep of The Good Wife that we watched, Gary Cole was a significant character! FUCK YES! :D I hope he lasts, lol. LOVE HIM, even though he's spoting a ridiculous porno stache. After that, I took a shower and now, here we are. Title of this post is from Whose Line, of course.
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*
I had crazy dreams.
In one, I was with my old roomie, Vicki, at a restaurant. We were trying to find a table, and I was singing a Go West song. Suddenly, Vicki started singing along, and I was shocked that she even knew the song. Then, she reminded me that she was the one who introduced me to Go West (which is bullshit; GTA: Vice City introduced me to Go West).
In another dream, I was on some kind of...not a catwalk, but...well, you guys know in Kingdom Hearts, the wooden walkway that's attached to the trees on Destiny Islands that lead you up to the top of the trees? Kinda hard to understand, but yeah. It was like that. Anyway, jeezus, lol, I was on these wooden walkways with three friends, and this older woman came up, with her son and started talking to us.
Then, her son went psychotic and killed one of my friends, right in front of us. But, somehow, we couldn't prove that he had done it, even though he, apparently, was a notorious serial killer. His mother defended him, calling us liars, and then I woke up. Like I said, bizarre. It was rough getting up this morning. Thanks to these vivid dreams I've been having, I haven't been sleeping very soundly.
But, as always, I got ready for work and headed out around 8:30, stopping to pick up coffee. Of course, the morning was busy and I was actually in quite a lousy mood, so I was getting really irritated, lol. It was a long day. I got through a few forms for college, got through most of my work, and at noon, I went to Subway to get lunch. I talked to mom and she made me feel a little better, but I was still iffy.
The boys were fun, today, though. Anywho, at 3:00, I got the hell out of there and had to go to school to pick up a copy of my transcript so I could send it to Full Sail. I got home - FINALLY - around 4:00 and I had a little breakdown. I just feel overwhelmed, honestly. I mean, it's an endless, vicious cycle, cuz I feel overwhelmed, then I feel guilty cuz I know other people have it worse. GRR.
But yeah, dad came home, and he, mom and I watched an ep of The Good Wife, then they went to an appointment. I went upstairs and took a nap cuz I was fucking exhausted. I got back up at 7:19 and went downstairs. Teh rents got home about half an hour later with Subway for dinner, lol. We ate together and watched The Good Wife, then Memphis Beat - SQUEE! - then more The Good Wife. XD
Memphis Beat was GREAT. Fucking love Jason Lee, and he looks even better this seasons. AND, he sang. *melty* And in the last ep of The Good Wife that we watched, Gary Cole was a significant character! FUCK YES! :D I hope he lasts, lol. LOVE HIM, even though he's spoting a ridiculous porno stache. After that, I took a shower and now, here we are. Title of this post is from Whose Line, of course.
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*