Sunday, March 8, 2009

I went to bed around 6pm. It was nice, drifting off to sleep with the sound of the rain, and a distant train. Woke up around 12:30am. Went back to sleep. Woke up around 3am. I read a bit. I'm trying to find a book to read, but nothing seems to interest me lately. I had good dreams. I feel like I'm drifting.

I had a hot dream about Michael. But it was very strange. Lots of bondage and latex. I'm sure he would have loved it.

I tried chatting on gay.com, but found the conversation about the deeper meanings of "The Sweetest Thing" too brain numbing and disappointing to continue.

Apparently we lost an hour tonight. I thought it felt weird, but then I looked at my phone and the time had shifted yet. I asked Mark about this, and then left a message for Mollie, but when I hung up my phone had righted itself. I used to notice these things more when I was working.

Speaking of work, I was thinking about Hollywood Video tonight. I was remembering all kinds of random work details that I've not thought about in months. I was missing it, but there was also I finality to it... The way I remember other jobs that I've had. It was an interesting moment for me.

A week from Friday and BSG will be over. I hear a lot of fans complaining about this, but at this point, I'm ready for it to end. As long as it ends well, I'll be happy. And I'm looking forward to 'The Plan' and the vastly different 'Caprica'. I'm just tired of waiting for the end.

   posted by Bald Jason at 04:31 AM
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