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dolariI tried something different today - I've had this livejournal thingy up all day, and have been adding to it slowly as the day has gone by. I'm reediting it now, but most of this stuff has been written as it happened....
I had another disturbing dream last night. You can jump over there and read it for yourself. I don't like dreams that hint at my death.
I think this goes along with the "war" I have with my subconscious. My mother drilled certain things into my head. Most of which can be boiled down to "You are nothing. I am everything." She's imprinted a bit of her personality deep into my subconscious which I usually ignore, but in the last few days, that voice has been too loud to ignore.
It puts me into a funk with a nonstop barrage of terrible things whispered to me constantly, and shouted occasionally. This last "war" goes back to the post about me being sorry to anyone and everyone around me. It has been relentless and painful, and manipulates my dreams.
I need to find a shrink again. I really do.
I made French Toast today. I hadn't made French Toast in years, and didn't even think I remembered how. I decided I needed a little treat, and guessed at the ingredients. It woulda been better if I had a little powdered sugar, but I had everything else. Most tasty.
I skipped my exercise today, thinking Deener was gonna do something with me today, instead, she just came over, dropped off some foodies and FOUR LITRES OF COCA COLA. Now THAT'S caffeine! Deener left early, and we didn't really do much...and considering I just had a breakfast with gobs of maple syrup and butter l gotta work it off tomorrow! It sure was tasty, though. Tomorrow I'm gonna do a little biking. I promise. And if I don't, y'all WILL remind me, right?
I was declared an honorary Pennsylvanian...cause I laughed at a joke EMail. Guess my heart really DID decide to move to PA. I remember sitting on the lawn of Penn State University during the Year 2000 fireworks display. I think that was the time that I began to consider State College my home. It meant a lot to me to be there. And I do miss the town. I wish I could go back. The job situation there, though, just plain out SUCKS.
I've added another EIGHTY links to the Clickorama. I meant to have this done today, but it's looking more and more like Monday at the earliest.
I want a candy bar. A Toblerone. With almonds.
Hmmmm...this wasn't a particularly successful entry. It's too disjointed, not enough flow. Back to the other way tomorrow.
I still want a Toblerone. :)
I had another disturbing dream last night. You can jump over there and read it for yourself. I don't like dreams that hint at my death.
I think this goes along with the "war" I have with my subconscious. My mother drilled certain things into my head. Most of which can be boiled down to "You are nothing. I am everything." She's imprinted a bit of her personality deep into my subconscious which I usually ignore, but in the last few days, that voice has been too loud to ignore.
It puts me into a funk with a nonstop barrage of terrible things whispered to me constantly, and shouted occasionally. This last "war" goes back to the post about me being sorry to anyone and everyone around me. It has been relentless and painful, and manipulates my dreams.
I need to find a shrink again. I really do.
I made French Toast today. I hadn't made French Toast in years, and didn't even think I remembered how. I decided I needed a little treat, and guessed at the ingredients. It woulda been better if I had a little powdered sugar, but I had everything else. Most tasty.
I skipped my exercise today, thinking Deener was gonna do something with me today, instead, she just came over, dropped off some foodies and FOUR LITRES OF COCA COLA. Now THAT'S caffeine! Deener left early, and we didn't really do much...and considering I just had a breakfast with gobs of maple syrup and butter l gotta work it off tomorrow! It sure was tasty, though. Tomorrow I'm gonna do a little biking. I promise. And if I don't, y'all WILL remind me, right?
I was declared an honorary Pennsylvanian...cause I laughed at a joke EMail. Guess my heart really DID decide to move to PA. I remember sitting on the lawn of Penn State University during the Year 2000 fireworks display. I think that was the time that I began to consider State College my home. It meant a lot to me to be there. And I do miss the town. I wish I could go back. The job situation there, though, just plain out SUCKS.
I've added another EIGHTY links to the Clickorama. I meant to have this done today, but it's looking more and more like Monday at the earliest.
I want a candy bar. A Toblerone. With almonds.
Hmmmm...this wasn't a particularly successful entry. It's too disjointed, not enough flow. Back to the other way tomorrow.
I still want a Toblerone. :)
