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Still on the plateau? How is everyone else doing?

Honestly, no recipes, no anything else this time. I'm depressed and I have a writing project due in a.s.a.p. so here have a dream to scare the hungry right out of you.

I dreamt I was in my grandmother's bedroom, changing tops. I suddenly hear someone in the house and I turn to shut the door but this old lady in her Sunday finest is there, one of those suit dressed, gray hair up in a bun with a hat. She looks embarrassed to find me topless (and there is no door on the hinges) but she insists on speaking to my grandmother. I keep telling her that my grandmother isn't here any more. It's my house now.

Things blur out a bit and mom and dad are their now. I can't tell if mom and dad brought these two parrots back from Grandma's new place or if the old lady brought them. They open up one of grandma's bedroom closets and put the parrots in with two other emerald green ones. The two new ones were pretty, green as well with mini-peacock tails. There were a few budgies in the cage and I was saying this is too many birds. Mom opens another closet (which doesn't exist in this room, the house isn't this big.) and inside there's a huge bird cage the size of the closet. 'you'll have to clean this out.' I agree pointing out there is a dead parrot in the other cage from overcrowding. I start taking out the paper in the new cage and it begins to move. Under the paper are four pigs, two piglets that are black and pinkish and two adults one black and one pig pink. We're all like how the hell did the pigs get here. Is she homesteading or what? then I woke up.

yeah I'm not even going to try to explain this one

I'm learning I'm getting less and less tolerant of mom buying me everything. We went to costco's and between us spent 200$. Granted nothing was junk/things we didn't need but still. I picked up a 16 GB flash drive for 25$ I can use it for my stories if nothing else nightly as my computer is having big time issues and I can not afford an external hard drive.

In good news, rain_oubliette is doing up art cards and the like with Japanese themes/sayings to sell to raise up a donation. She's looking for ideas. PM her if you have any.

My brother is doing worse and has to go back to talk to another surgeon next week. He doesn't even feel up for a visit from me. He's also very worried about how diminshed my shoulder is based on my responses to his questions.

Mom and I looked at Victoria, BC today.I found some fun things to do, relatively inexpensive, then learned the airlines have doubled in price. I may have to cancel out on this conference. I can't afford nearly 800$ in airfare alone. the school is giving me 900$ but if airfare eats it all I can not make up the difference. I'm really upset about this. Not only will I not be able to have another con in my portfolio for tenure but I will have to bow out of the 900$.

This also means there is probably no prayer I can go to Wales if I'm selected.

I could shoot firefox today, Not only is it insistant that my work website is a hacker site and telling it is still would not relent so I could look at my freaking email it also insisted my password was wrong at photobucket (it wasn't, it was a saved password) and LOCKED me out for two hours. Firefox does this to me all the time with the passwords.

I had a weird dream last night, I dreamt dad called us all to the back porch to see some kind of deer I've never heard of. However, the back patio was now a solarium and my uncle's two dogs Ben (golden) and Chucka (lab) were there (both are dead mind you), Ben was on his back paws because the deer had gotten inside. The deer had boar heads. furry boar heads. Ben jumped and knocked down a huge glass collection and beer stein collection. Mom and I were devestated. Pig-deer...okay brain

In good news, both of my help_japan offers are doing good (fanfic and original) if you're interested, check them out.

( Day 152 or something like that, more mental hospital )


ETA - my auctions my fanfiction offer here


Jana’s help japan offering

Happy Belated Birthday to marlex hope it was great.

I had many dreams and naturally only remember a snippet. evil_little_dog & mjules were with me and we were sightseeing somewhere. It was one of these after hours ghost hunting deals. For the life of me I can not remember where we were, just a lot of old greek revival buildings and bunches of eager ghost hunters.

At one building, I got delayed because I was having trouble walking (probably remembered pain from this week, my broken up ankles are playing up). Naturally my companions are kind and helpful to me, not. They run ahead and I can barely find them later.

They were outside the aviary of this compound. ELD and I want to go in but Jules is adamant she doesn't want to because they don't have her coveted Jade-breasted whatever (i couldn't hear it even in the dream). Well from the picture window I can see they have a whole table of kittens (in an aviary because this is smart). That sways everyone. Sadly all the kittens are orange. I do not care much for orange but there was one that had a head just like a corn cob pipe. Seriously it was a square terrier style head with coloring that made it look like corn. I wanted it but said I already had too many. ELD was having none of that. Someone was taking the freak kitty home. Jules was considering it when my migraine woke me up to go get sick. Whee life.

check it out. Avalanche Pizza

Not only is this award winning pizza here but in Italy too. It's right in Athens. I go past it all the time. I've wanted to stop and take away a pie but a couple friends said it wasn't good (It's in an old gas station I think). Someone else told me it was good. Guess THEY were right. These pizzas sound delicious. (yes they're pricy but it's Athens. Everything is hence me not moving there no matter how much I wanna)

For that matter we have Remo's in Gallipolis which has been a family hot dog place since 1957. I'm not a huge hot dog fan but I wanna try the special sauce. I AM a sucker for family restaurants.

I had a strange dream last night. I was with a couple people (I got the feeling they were coworkers but I didn't see anyone's face clearly). We had a white tarp laid out over the School of Science Secretary's desk. I was going to do an autopsy on it but the cadaver had thick oozing tar all over his feet and they kept telling me not to get it on the desk or D (the secretary) was going to kill me.

Dad called me up after Big Bang Theory (my aunt got him watching it) 'You're just like Sheldon aren't you?' Go away dad.

( Day 115, trying to tell me something Kanda? )


ETA - and how could i forget? Gōng xǐ fā cái happy new year's

It was brain theatre of the bizarre last night. you don't want to miss this trip thru my subconscious

( Dream #1 )

( dream #2 )

This time I was in my lab but it looked more like a class room and in one corner was this pile of supplies. I was sitting in a chair playing with an excised piece of human skin but the odd thing was I didn't have on gloves (or socks and shoes for that matter). The skin was a strange reddish color and had a big abscess in it which popped in my hand. My only upset over this was that the students missed a really good learning opportunity since they were gone.

I got up to look for some place to toss out the flesh but was thinking 'wow I've never seen the college have red bag waste before.' Just then NS comes in, one of our stats/math teachers. She and I are talking as I hunt down the red bags and right there in that pile are a bundle of them. I pull up one and even though it was flat when i got it open it was filled. I set it aside and got another and dump the skin in but then it went from empty to full of dropper bottles).

NS says oh that stuff is mine. I have no idea why math would ever have red bag biohazard waste. NS tells me to follow her and I do, still holding the square of skin. We meet TH in the hall, the chemist and I start asking him about where to dispose of this when NS says in here.

I follow her into a room and its floor is covered in warm soft shag carpet and there are people crocheting/knitting on one side and quilting on the other. I looked at NS and said so this is where all the yarn ho's hang out and one of the ladies berated NS for not bringing me sooner. I go over to the quilting table where squares of cloth keep geting sucked up into the duct work and they look at what I'm holding and ask if I'm making a quilt then Mom called and woke me up.

go brain go. At this rate i'll need a separate journal just for this crap.

there were many highly detailed dreams this time. Once again I had diseased cat dreams. This time I was home (not that itlooked like any place I've ever lived) two cats got in a diseased scabby siamese and a huge maine coon male in black. As I was trying to get them out of the house the male kept spraying and spraying me and my brother just kept laughing and pointing.

then was a very complex dream that I only remember the barest of bones. evil_little_dog were in this world where we met this most amazing young man (who bore a great resemblance to Death the Kid (i.e lean, black hair, insane golden eyes). He then came to our world with us and we were inside a huge mall, Mall of the Americas huge. ELD was very taken with the kid and I was too and while he seemed to like us both (and we were sharing him) ELD really wanted to talk to him. I wandered into a big bookstore with them (Tattered Cover independent bookstore style) and I was hunting down Gail Carriger's next Parasol Protectorate book but something was hunting us but I woke up. bah.

Now I don't feel so good. i can't get sick now. i have an insanely busy weekend coming. Mom informs me I'm getting a couch table and end table...luckily granny is paying for half. I can't inherit (student loans takes it) so she's buying me crap while she's alive. that's just as good.

Whenever my progesterone/estrogen levels begin their surge upward, I dream. I dream weird. This morning’s dream was a doozy. Much of the beginning of it didn’t survive waking up. I do know evil_little_dog and I were somewhere shopping and touring around in a pedestrian mall. Through all this I see cameras and wonder what movie they’re filming.

At some point, we were heading down the street when we hear sounds and see flashes of someone fighting. ELD says ‘I don’t like the looks of that.’ COM – ‘looks of what?’ ELD (pointing) Think there could be gangs around here? COM naturally does the smart thing by going to investigate. It’s not gangs. It’s a martial arts tournament in an outdoor field. It’s from India. ELD goes bouncing over to smooze for her boss and his tournament. I go next door to look at Indian jewelry and art.

Finally I get bored, tell ELD I’m going home. I’m renting a home. Apparently I’m doing well enough to rent a mansion that has a full roman bath. So I’m bathing then decide to swim to the other side of the bath around a bend. I go under and see this dark-skinned foot. Me and the other person both shoot up right doing that cartoony hands across naked chest thing. I stare at the kid and realize it’s Jaden Smith. My first thought is OMG I’m going to go to jail for being naked with a kid and the second is, WTF is Jaden Smith doing in my house.

It turns out it’s some reality show thing that they cleared with my landlord but he didn’t tell me (I must still have the same landlord I do now). We hurriedly dress and the kid explains it all to me. I can’t remember the title of the show but in the dream I didn’t recognize it any how. Jaden was rather put out by that but I assure him I don’t watch much tv (lie) but that I will go see Karate Kid (okay rent). As we’re talking and fretting that there could have been hidden cameras in the bath, I learn the kid doesn’t really want to be doing this show and that he’s tired of working so hard and just wants to rest and eat real food.

I put him in the living room to watch TV and go make him dinner. I call mom while I’m doing this and she’s so excited. Apparently she knows the show (uh huh, like she’d watch reality tv). She wants me to go put this all on the show’s blog and I’m like I’m not putting I was in the tub with a 12 year old on a blog. Then I woke up.

Again…wtf brain?

Speaking of idiot landlords, last night I realized the guy he had doing the powerwash tore a hole in my screen six inches long. Naturally it’s on the hard to deal with window. Either I have to move all the computer stuff for them to get in here or they’ll be standing in my garden outside. Sigh.

I'm trying because I need to stay awake. My sugar is 400. (Yes,I've taken more insulin and am waiting for it to take affect). I can hardly think. Figures no one is on IM to talk to tonight so I'm sort of on my own. At least Facebook keeps me engaged.


I had another nightmare last night. It's one of my patented maze nightmares. I forget how it started.It wasn't a bad dream at first but somehow I ended up on a campus that had an underground maze (with trees in it. Perhaps inspired by recent Dr. Who's?) Anyhow, all the teenagers were suddenly possessed with ultra violent urges and I was spending my time hiding from them in the maze and lying traps to take them out.

There was a minor tragedy tonight if you ask the cats. Oh yes. Ling and Kanda was wrestling while I was in the shower. Suddenly I see a shadow at the curtain just before the two of them (on their back legs) toppled into the curtain and right into the shower with me. Oh the tragedy. They were still screaming about it after I was done and drying off then naturally wanted to rub themselves on my wet legs. go away.

I spent an hour in the pool today doing therapy. I had wanted to do this since the beginning. I think we accomplished more today in the last 8 visits combined.

I want to go to Columbus tomorrow....we shall see

My boys were in with me most of the afternoon. They were dreaming so much. Ling sleeps with his eyes open and the nicatating membranes shut. Freak.

I've been having the weirdest dreams.

Night before last I dreamt evil_little_dog and I were at a hospital. I have no idea why but it also had a mall in it with a food court. She and I went to the food court to cash in on the free earth day goodies and one person was giving away snow cones, sour apple (one of my favorite flavors) and grape (I love grapes HATE grape flavored anything). The grape was exquisitely sweet. ELD kept trying to take mine away saying 'you don't like grape' and I buried her head in the snow cone ice.

Last night I can only remember a piece of the dream but I was skipping and dancing, singing my way down this hallway and at the end of it was this crowd of people all in black, glaring at me. I couldn't figure out why they were glaring. In front of them was a makeshift altar and all these flowers. I was wondering why they had a violin case on a pedestle amongst the flowers and it was shiny like black patent leather. then I realized it was a baby's coffin. I tried to get away acting all quiet like, as if I could somehow be any less disruptive. The stage area had a back stage that led to a subterrean basement like tunnel. I went down there and was mobbed by hundreds of black and grey cats and was rolling around on the floor with them.

However MOM'S dream last night takes the cake.

Mom - I had the weirdest dream. Your dad is still laughing at me. I dreamt guards came to take me to an insane asylum. QUIT LAUGHING.

Me - not laughing (snicker snort die)

Mom - They were driving me there in a van and I put my shackles around one guard's neck and strangled him to death then climbed in the front and beat the other guard to death against the dashboard.

Me - go mom

Mom - They had put an implant in my ankle and I dug it out and ran off.

Me - go check your ankle



ETA - Mom also said 'guess what came in the mail today and it's YOUR FAULT

me- anime catalog? (since I just got mine from Right Stuf and she ordered from there for me)

Mom - YES. You're still weird.

Me - thanks mom.

Apropos of nothing, I'm still stinking it up in Welsh class. Poor S. was trying to get us to remember our vocabulary and none of us were doing well.

She said ' Dwi eisiau cwrw and I popped up. I WANT A BEER! Figures the one phrase in Welsh i can remember. I want a beer. Granted it'll be the only phrase I need....

Speaking of beer, I'm drinking one of those expensive Scottish imports, a heather ale by Fraoch. I don't generally like paler ales but this is good, almost floral.