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[anigo]

You are the Lone Wolf. Dark, silent, mysterious you
stalk the hidden corners of the night. You
avoid the living and the undead, preferring the
high roofs of the city and the low tunnels of
the streets.


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Man, for some reason lately I've been sleeping forever at night. Last night was an 11 hour sleep. "What do you remember of your 30's?" "I dunno. All I remember is that the bed was super comfy."

Good bagely goodness along with ok coffee goodness (Dick doesn't like real good coffee goodness, so we've got decent coffee goodness with good hazlenut flavouring goodness. It's good)

In the first dream, I was at a sort of concert/jam session. There were three pianos, a sax and a drummer. One of the pianists asked me to play one of the pianos, and I did. My ex "stepmother" (Dad's second live-with girlfriend) and her daughter were at the concert. After the set was over, they asked if the daughter wanted to play the next set. She was all modest and refused saying "oh, no. You don't want *me* to play", knowing perfectly well she was just looking for the attention. They asked her twice, and she responde that way twice. So I said. Ok, don't play then. I'll play the next set. Of course she got ticked and a fist fight ensued. (For what it's worth, I have NEVER been in a fist fight in my life.) It ended with her turning into some caped thing with a sword and me kicking the crap out of her.

In the second dream I got a newsletter from my highschool. In the newsletter there was a little blurb from my best friend in high school (Who I haven't seen in probably 10 years) saying "I wish things could be like they were before." Thinking this a sign, I try to contact her, only to find she's become a big music icon and has a video out, the title of the song is "I wish things could be like they were before." I also find out she's divorced her husband. And, surprise surprise, I've actually married him without knowing it was her husband. (Even though, in real life, I do know who her husband is. You'd think a person would pick up on that kind of thing before getting married. "Hey, aren't you Heather's Husband?")

There's got to be some hidden meaning. Methinks the meaning is that I need to stop sleeping so much.



It's day 2 of a four day weekend. Dick took an overtime shift yesterday. He got called to do another one today but refused it. Yay (thinks I) at least we'll have one out of the four days. Now Thom's here and they're going four wheelin' for the day. **Shrug** I guess he put up with me sailing all summer. He works tomorrow and Monday. We'll have turkey at niffer8's house on Sunday. (You can have the Turkey, by the way. Dick wanted to save it until Christmas, but with any luck you'll be out of your house and living here by then - so you can buy the Christmas one. I've got desert too.) So it's a girls weekend.

Once I'm done here I'm going to haul my lazy ass downstairs and do the new yoga dvd I got the other day. Yes. I am. Really. I swear.

Here I go.

I am. Really.

Gone now.

Really.

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[anahata56.livejournal.com]

You are so cute....

I was talking to Paul about doing a Beef Wellington for Christmas this year.

Wanna come?

[anigo.livejournal.com]

What, and miss all the angst ridden, guilt laden, overblown crap that happens up here?

You bet your life.