we are not our national identity but

I went to bed around 2 last night, and although I felt tired I had a lot of trouble falling asleep. Finally after about an hour I dozed off, then found myself dreaming I was living alone in another house, in another town, and that it was night time and I was in bed but couldn't fall asleep.

I don't know where this house was - years ago I read that 'you can't see a person or place in a dream you haven't seen while awake', but I don't know how you could ever say if that is really true or not, especially these days when the average person sees so much due to print and broadcast media and travel. Anyway, in the dream I got up and wandered out into the living room of the dream-house... the house was larger than where I am now... I passed several doors leading off into dark rooms on my way and closed one of them... then sat on the couch, noticing that there was an uncurtained window beside the couch, and 'for the first time' realizing the neighbors could gawk at me if they wanted. But it was night now, and no one was around. Then I heard a crunching sound, exactly like that of a cat chomping on hard cat food, coming from somewhere else in the house. I called out, "Who's there?" as brave as you like, then just as bold some guttural voice responded, "I am here."

I became scared immediately and couldn't move, couldn't reply. The voice continued talking, a few words in a language I either didn't understand or can't remember. I woke up and found I was freezing, lying ice cold in my bed in July. It was 4 a.m. I got up and walked in the dark out into my living room and sat down on the couch for awhile, til I felt warm again. I keep saying I am gonna start a 'dream journal' but am always too lazy. I know dreams are typically only really of interest to those who dream them, but what the hell.

I am feeling freaked out by the passage of time this morning, as I think back on it. 2003, Christ. And this year is more than half over already. What's going on? Where have I been? I thought I was paying attention....

Settle down, Beavis!

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Unca Bob is in some oddball flick that's coming out and I may have to see it.

turn around bright eyes

I was in a bad mood last night, and a little out of sorts this morning, but once I got out and around this afternoon I wound up feeling pretty OK. The weather was nice and I ran a few errands. I was having problems yesterday with my old (years old) CD burnin' drive, which I think I've used to copy files to CD once before, but it seemed to come through for me today. I have to do a demo tomorrow morning at work, and maybe another tomorrow afternoon, but I am not feeling too anxious about it at the moment.

On a whim I snagged the book Ghosts: Investigating the Other Side by Katherine Ramsland when I was at the library yesterday. I looked through it a little this afternoon. I liked the very beginning of the book... she really captured the feeling of being intrigued by ghost stories in the daylight, then being in a supposedly haunted place late at night, in bed, alone with your imagination. But then I flipped through to the glossy 'pictures' section and saw it had lots of ORB PHOTOS. Sorry but I am not having any of this orb business. Ahhh but I'm the one who checked the book out so enough sneering. I mean I sorta knew what I was in for. I should get back to reading Howl's Moving Castle anyway.

Anyway it's all pretty boring right now I guess but it's not bad.