WTF Mate?
So I come home from school and go straight to sleep. Yeah it was another late night. Wasn't meant to be, because I was only going to start my homework, then finish it between classes. Well how was I to know that the homework (a diet analysis) was actually going to be interesting. Yep there you have it folks, first recorded incidence of interesting homework. I ended up doing more than half of it and not going to bed until 5:30. Got the rest of it done at school with plenty of time to spare, but that's not the point of all this. Just what is the point? you may ask, much like my Europe in the Modern World prof does.
What is the point?
Well during this sleep, post school and post homework, I had yet another dream that makes me wonder. In the dream, I was in my room, and the lights are off, like they sometimes are, and I'm getting dressed, I think. I'm also on the phone with my friend Kevin, and he says he's in Tucson and we're finally going to meet (we've known each other on the net for more than 2 years). He's at a hotel and all he has to do is get his stuff settled and he can come to my house. Great, awesome, can't wait, I'm going to go get ready, k-bye. We hang up, I'm excited. I go into the bathroom, which is right across the hall from me.. the hallway is also not lit very well, and the bathroom light is not on. I notice out of the corner of my eye that there are people in the living room as I walk into the bathroom. No big deal in my dream aparently, but as I'm trying to turn on the light (which won't come on) I heard the voices and realize that it's Anthony, aparently back from Afghanistan early! W00t. But then I think shit, Kevin has come several thousand miles to see me, but my best friend is here... and crap it's a Saturday, Saturday is when Matt and I hang out and we didn't change our plans. Then I also realize that it's Joel's last day in town (Joel, in real life, is going to Minnesota sometime soon, possible for good), and he wanted to hang out. Well quadruple crap! I'm supposed to hang out with 4 people, all high priority for different reasons, and the fucking lights aren't turning on for whatever reason! There is enough light from the dim hall light for me to be able to get my contacts case out of the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and open it up so I can out my contacts in... and inside the case, along with my contacts, are broken pieces of lightbulb. What. The. Fuck. And that's when I wake up because it's bloody freezing in my house. That dream just seems like it should mean something, I just wish I knew what. If anything, it was weird as hell, especially the broken lightbulb pieces being in my contacts case.
In other news, I am currently on my new rig, and she's such a dream. I've taken pics and will put them up asap, I promise, but Matt has the cam which has the pics (because I forgot in my haste to be home to take the cam) and there's quite a few and they'd be huge file sizes that would not be fun to dl on dial up and sure Matt could resize them but I want to resize them the way I want because I'm picky like that. Nyar.
Oh yeah, that was my first attempted lj-cut, because all the kids are doing it, and I don't want to be a loser.
What is the point?
Well during this sleep, post school and post homework, I had yet another dream that makes me wonder. In the dream, I was in my room, and the lights are off, like they sometimes are, and I'm getting dressed, I think. I'm also on the phone with my friend Kevin, and he says he's in Tucson and we're finally going to meet (we've known each other on the net for more than 2 years). He's at a hotel and all he has to do is get his stuff settled and he can come to my house. Great, awesome, can't wait, I'm going to go get ready, k-bye. We hang up, I'm excited. I go into the bathroom, which is right across the hall from me.. the hallway is also not lit very well, and the bathroom light is not on. I notice out of the corner of my eye that there are people in the living room as I walk into the bathroom. No big deal in my dream aparently, but as I'm trying to turn on the light (which won't come on) I heard the voices and realize that it's Anthony, aparently back from Afghanistan early! W00t. But then I think shit, Kevin has come several thousand miles to see me, but my best friend is here... and crap it's a Saturday, Saturday is when Matt and I hang out and we didn't change our plans. Then I also realize that it's Joel's last day in town (Joel, in real life, is going to Minnesota sometime soon, possible for good), and he wanted to hang out. Well quadruple crap! I'm supposed to hang out with 4 people, all high priority for different reasons, and the fucking lights aren't turning on for whatever reason! There is enough light from the dim hall light for me to be able to get my contacts case out of the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and open it up so I can out my contacts in... and inside the case, along with my contacts, are broken pieces of lightbulb. What. The. Fuck. And that's when I wake up because it's bloody freezing in my house. That dream just seems like it should mean something, I just wish I knew what. If anything, it was weird as hell, especially the broken lightbulb pieces being in my contacts case.
In other news, I am currently on my new rig, and she's such a dream. I've taken pics and will put them up asap, I promise, but Matt has the cam which has the pics (because I forgot in my haste to be home to take the cam) and there's quite a few and they'd be huge file sizes that would not be fun to dl on dial up and sure Matt could resize them but I want to resize them the way I want because I'm picky like that. Nyar.
Oh yeah, that was my first attempted lj-cut, because all the kids are doing it, and I don't want to be a loser.