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*yawn* It's Colonial time again 'round here. The Colonial golf club hosts a huge tournament yearly, so parts of University Drive that I go down every morning are lined with ticket scalpers buying and selling, and many of the parking lots have sprouted NO GOLF PARKING signs overnight.
I am still strung out from lack of sleep, even though I slept much better last night than nights previously. I (and my mother, for some odd coincidental reason) seem to be waking up at 5:30 every morning, unable to go back to sleep. Yesterday I gave up and went in to work at 7. Last night, however, I woke up several times, at first convinced I was still lying awake but then realizing that no, moments previously I had been driving a small red convertible only slightly larger than a Shriner's car, accompanied by two dogs, so I'd most likely been asleep. Other highlights of the night's wacky dreams, which all followed the same pattern of waking up convinced I'd been awake all along until I realized that I'd been dreaming:
1. being in a busted-up tavern scrubbing blood off the innkeeper, who was presumably a berserker. Also trying to find him pants, as he was butt-naked, and settling for an apron. I have no idea what the events that led up to that were.
2. Something vague, also in said tavern, about Kenpachi. (Which might actually explain the busted-upness, if the Eleventh was in town, come to think of it.) I'm not surprised I dreamed about him because three hours of attempting to draw him chibi rather impresses him into my brain.
3. Sitting in front of a fire, pulling cactus spines out of Kenpachi's leg. I have no idea about that.
4. the Shriner-car thing. I drove it from a house in the woods to a shopping center, and then it got vague.*
5. Being in a library trying to look something up, but the OPACS were all taken by people, so I was wandering around trying to find a usable card catalog that had fiction alphabetized by title.
* Not surprised I dreamed about the dogs being in a car, either. I'd talked to my mom on the phone and told her about an episode of It takes a Thief I'd seen. For those of you blessed enough not to have this particular "reality" show in your radar, it's a show in which an ex-thief breaks into a house and ransacks it while the homeowners are in a van watching the events on camera to show them how bad their security is. Then the networks cleans up their house and installs a security system and goes over security-conscious behavior with them, and a couple of weeks later the thief comes back again and attempts half-heartedly to break in again, while explaining to the camera how all these products and behaviors keep him from doing so. Where the dog comes in is that of the few episodes I've seen, in one of them the burglar broke into the house and the homeowner's golden retriever came up to him, wagging his tail happily and following him around, and jumped into the burglar's van and went away with him, all happy that he was going for a ride. Which was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. :)
P.S. Also have "Springtime for Hitler" stuck in my head. Aaargh!
I am still strung out from lack of sleep, even though I slept much better last night than nights previously. I (and my mother, for some odd coincidental reason) seem to be waking up at 5:30 every morning, unable to go back to sleep. Yesterday I gave up and went in to work at 7. Last night, however, I woke up several times, at first convinced I was still lying awake but then realizing that no, moments previously I had been driving a small red convertible only slightly larger than a Shriner's car, accompanied by two dogs, so I'd most likely been asleep. Other highlights of the night's wacky dreams, which all followed the same pattern of waking up convinced I'd been awake all along until I realized that I'd been dreaming:
1. being in a busted-up tavern scrubbing blood off the innkeeper, who was presumably a berserker. Also trying to find him pants, as he was butt-naked, and settling for an apron. I have no idea what the events that led up to that were.
2. Something vague, also in said tavern, about Kenpachi. (Which might actually explain the busted-upness, if the Eleventh was in town, come to think of it.) I'm not surprised I dreamed about him because three hours of attempting to draw him chibi rather impresses him into my brain.
3. Sitting in front of a fire, pulling cactus spines out of Kenpachi's leg. I have no idea about that.
4. the Shriner-car thing. I drove it from a house in the woods to a shopping center, and then it got vague.*
5. Being in a library trying to look something up, but the OPACS were all taken by people, so I was wandering around trying to find a usable card catalog that had fiction alphabetized by title.
* Not surprised I dreamed about the dogs being in a car, either. I'd talked to my mom on the phone and told her about an episode of It takes a Thief I'd seen. For those of you blessed enough not to have this particular "reality" show in your radar, it's a show in which an ex-thief breaks into a house and ransacks it while the homeowners are in a van watching the events on camera to show them how bad their security is. Then the networks cleans up their house and installs a security system and goes over security-conscious behavior with them, and a couple of weeks later the thief comes back again and attempts half-heartedly to break in again, while explaining to the camera how all these products and behaviors keep him from doing so. Where the dog comes in is that of the few episodes I've seen, in one of them the burglar broke into the house and the homeowner's golden retriever came up to him, wagging his tail happily and following him around, and jumped into the burglar's van and went away with him, all happy that he was going for a ride. Which was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. :)
P.S. Also have "Springtime for Hitler" stuck in my head. Aaargh!
MAKE IT STOP
AAAARGH CURSE YOU.
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