Monday, May 31, 2010
5.30a
"Hi!" I'm so excited. I should have called ages ago.
"Hello?"
"Howdy!"
"Oh, hi! Why did you call?"
"I realized I wasn't doing anything important, so I decided to change that by calling you." Surely that will at least engender a wry chuckle. I chuckle myself, amused by my clever joke.
"I'm sorry, I could only hear half of that. What did you say?"
[sigh] "Nothing."
[silence]
[pulls phone away from ear]
[from 3 bars to none in seconds flat]
Monday, May 24, 2010
5.24c
Sunday, May 23, 2010
5.24b
5.24a
Friday, May 21, 2010
5.21a
5.20c
Thursday, May 20, 2010
5.20b
5.20a
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
5.19a
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
5.18c
5.18b
5.18a
Friday, May 14, 2010
5.14b
5.14
Monday, May 10, 2010
5.10
Thursday, May 6, 2010
5.7
(This is my eleventy-first birthday! Alas, it is too short a time to spend among such excellent and admirable hobbits. I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.)
(And Proudfoots.PROUDFEET!)
5.6
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
5.4
I will try to update periodically/every day. I have been burnt out for the last . . . a long time. Now, I'm getting back into the rhythm of things. 11.5 hours of sleep help, except:
I just had a dream.
Hang with me now, this one was weird.
Usually, I have dreams where the geography is weird. Either it's unpractical, or it's a place I know, but my head has changed great portions of it. Well, I was at my grade school, and the geography was exquisite. Nothing was out of place. The creek was even proportional, though there were people getting washed away in it. So, what I remember of the dream was that Autumn (a girl with whom I went to high school [interesting fact, I always want to capitalize high school. When I don't do that, I either conjoin it or hyphenate it]) and the nice guy from American Pie (which I watched pieces of on the telly, so I can't tell you which are the naughty bits, sorry) were getting married. To condense that sentence, Autumn and the nice guy from American pie were getting married. Sorry. I love ellipticals. CARRY ON. My uncle John was performing the ceremony for God knows what reason, because I'm not sure he's ever A: been to Missouri, or B: been in one of my dreams. BUT I just saw him, so it makes sense that he is my dreampreacher of choice.
They were getting married and the creek, without picking up, began to drown everyone but the guy from American Pie (because in my dream he was apparently expandable, and was able to keep his head above water when his bride and the preacher were drowning.) Someone was concerned, but I waived them off, because Stephanie was there, and she had a lifeguarding licence.
The Nazis showed up (I couldn't actually see them, but it's not like I was looking at them) and ordered us all back to our side of the creek (because we were trying to escape by standing in the middle and marrying ourselves? It made more sense in the dream.) Then I became a little girl (Candace Tyler, actually) and lost my neck transponder and saw some of the stupidest escape attempts I have ever seen in my life (such as a swing off of a kite? I don't know). I wanted to bury my neck transponder, but since Moberly is the only place in my entire dream world with accurate geography, the soybean field was gone, so I had to do fancy magical things to bury it. This is about the time when I saw a naruto headband and said to myself "OH I shall take this to Philip. He will enjoy it immensely!" And went back to my dream. I didn't quite realize the stupidity of that (Philip wasn't in my dream. He's rarely in my dreams), so I went blithely on, until I said to myself, and I quote, "I should check real-world time!" and I found out that I was 5 hours late to Haluska's class from the last dream.
META DREAM
I had a dream, in which I knew I was dreaming, but my reality had reset to be THE CLASS FROM THE LAST DREAM (which I was also late to, so double whammy.)