Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I am one messed up character

I'll gladly take rain over snow any day, even Christmas.

I think better when I'm driving, but what good does it do if I can't remember any of it when I have a chance to write it down? Like I'll think of a good line to a song and keep saying it until I think of a new line, next thing you know I'll have 15 lines, working it out and keep singing my new song adding and adding to it as I go. I step out of my car, well pretty much as soon as I turn the key off it disappears and I forget all of it. There's just that moment where you get home and the day is finally done that you forget about everything even though you told yourself the entire way home you were going to remember it but it just dissolves out of your body that instant you turn the key off. It's like you let your memory guard down or something. Okay enough on that rubbish.

I'm feeling a little better, I'm chalking it up to a combination of getting rest, drinking fluids, and the neti pot. I'm still sick though.

I'm pretty sure I fell asleep before 10:30 meaning I got almost 8 hours of sleep. I woke up three times, but went right back to sleep. I'm hoping it was due to the homedics thing, but I always sleep better when I'm sick. I do know I had freaky dreams though.

The right side of my brain got a massage last night and by right side I mean the side with all the ideas and weirdness. I don't know if that is the right or left side. I could look it up and I will in fact, just not right now. But for real whichever hemisphere has all the creative juices was popping last night and really having a work out. Made me realize I have a whole other side to me. I thought it only got that way when I ate garlic wings. Okay cut me some slack because it's impossible to remember dreams. But I dreamed about how Rocky got started and I mean way before the movies like how he even became a fighter when he didn't even throw a punch before at least according to my dream he was in some house and he was looking above the ceiling for something and he thought he saw a bunch of wire and something else I forget, but then he looked closer and he saw feet!!! There was like people living on top of the house in basically another world and he went up there and it was like ten guys just camping out above his house he never knew about and he had to fight all of them. So it was like a wrestling match and the last one of course was the biggest and he like got thrown by someone like swung around and thrown and Rocky went flying through the air with his fist out and knocked the dude out and he crashed in like a bathtub or something.

Then I dreamed I was inside this underground world with like a secret entrance that consisted of a tree stump being folded together all mechanical like and it was weird I mean more weird because like I watched these two hotel maids coming and they went up the elevator so here is this tree looking thing in the middle of a hotel I'm assuming? And it's not obvious that it leads to something, but they looked unaware of it. So, I was dreaming that once inside I was on a bike going through all these paths at like warp speed and I ran into a couple other people and we went to this house and inside was all this antique looking wooden things like a small guitar in front and then like a 100 hand made wooden ships behind that and a bunch of other things and I was like man I hit the jackpot I could sell all this stuff and be rich. I also dreamed of a vending machine and a cigarette machine and I don't remember what really ended up happening in that one and there was a million other things in all of these dreams I don't remember either. Sorry for rambling, did anyone actually read this craziness?

My ears felt funny almost heavy due to listening to the soothing sound of the rain forest all night.

Oh god this morning I had to put up with 3 people talking about weight watchers at the same time, boy was that a conversation. About quiting and starting and quiting and starting and how much they lost the million times they were on it. UGHHHH!


  • I love curly fries from Hardees one of the few things I will order from there.

  • Went to Red Lobster last night for my sisters birthday. I ordered the Broiled Seafood Platter which consisted of crunchy fries, stuffed flounder, scallops and the best part was the garlic shrimp scampi. I could drink a glass of the buttery juice goodness it's served in.

  • I can't stop listening to Breaking Benjamin and Secondhand Serenade.

  • Small steps...
  • I can't wait to test out my sleeping aid machine thing again and see the results. It doesn't count until I get over this cold though.

  • As far as the neti pot is concerned...don't knock it until you try it, hint, hint, you know who you are. First time for everything. Be brave. It works. I just did it now and feel better already.
  • I miss when we use to play slap. The card game, not us slapping each other. Those were fun times.
  • Where do I start? I'm sorry.

  • As long as we're on the subject of missing things, I also miss playing Settlers of Catan and want to buy that board game so damn bad. I looked it up on ebay and theres like 200 editions and I don't know which one to get. I just want the best one.
  • The laminator is a sweet machine. Just in case you wondered.

  • I can tell which children run their parents at home and are allowed to do whatever they want.

  • My body tells me to take it easy, my head, although not clear, is saying go, go, go....Why do I have to be sick during this warm weather?
  • Milk duds + movies = magic. What is your favorite movie snack besides, the obvious popcorn?

  • I rented Rambo and Pineapple Express.
  • If you're sick and not feeling well the one thing that shouldn't come out of your mouth is: "I like to cuddle when I'm not feeling well." I'm not a doctor, but I'm pretty sure they are more likely to get sick that way. I try to distance myself if I'm at work with some type of cold, I have to find a way to fight through. This was the freaky thing!!!!
  • Is it bad that sometimes depending on the situation I let children cry themselves out instead of babying them? I think this method is better in the long run. A lot of kids think crying will get them what they want even though nothing is wrong. I know the difference between crying because they are hurt or hungry and crying just because they want their own way.


Quote of the day: "I have little patience with scientists who take a board of wood, look for its thinnest part, and drill a great number of holes where drilling is easy." Albert Einstein

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