Tuesday, February 19, 2008

I was slightly late for work Sunday night, but it was a mostly slow evening. It was rather warm out for this time of year, and it felt good, though it cooled a bit later on, and it was quite windy. I worked with Ruki & Bill. And I just remembered Ruki saying something about bowling on Wednesday. She's always telling me of work related outings and asking if I would go; I get the strong sense that she wants me to go to these things so that she can have someone to talk to there. Michael & his friend Erica came into the store to visit me, and they got to meet Ruki, though they didn't stay overly long, and Ruki left around 9pm. It was very nearly dead in the last 2 hours, and I was able to leave at almost exactly midnight.

I went to the bank and Kroger just as I had planned, and then headed home. I chatted with Mark, and straightened up my room a bit, before calling Michael and letting him know I was home so he could join me. He'd been sleeping. He joined me fast enough though, and we had some fun; you know what I mean! But shortly afterwards my stomach started feeling a bit odd. Actually, I had some rumblings before I called Michael, but I rebelled against them as I wanted to see him so much. Michael left shortly thereafter, and I rode out the stomach troubles, and eventually slept.

I woke up Monday morning as Mark was getting ready for work. I got up, pleased that my stomach wasn't troubled, and checked the news and e-mail fronts. Then, in a random act, I again updated some bits on my webpage, including a section for Michael, which you can see here.

Later, I ate and read nearly all of the first Narnia book, before falling asleep around 2pm, thinking it only a nap, but waking up around 8pm. Mark still wasn't home, but there was a message saying he was working late. I fell back asleep, and woke up again when Mark came in the front door. While I slept I dreamt I was in my old church and my cousin Michael Curtis had brought a gun to church and began shooting people, like they do now in schools. I escaped through the basement's exit door, and came back to find many of my family members had been shot. I distracted Michael, and shot him myself, then stood shooked, covered in blood, then woke up.

I spoke to Mark for awhile, and checked on some things. I read a rumor suggesting that Heath Ledger's final film project, which was not "The Dark Knight", might actually be finished with his recorded footage in tact, as it involves him stepping through 3 different mirrors into 3 different worlds, and his footage for those scenes have already been filmed. How they plan to finish the film, is to have him become 3 different actors (Jude Law, Johnny Depp & Colin Farrell) as he enters these different worlds, which would sort of rock in my opinion. Hopefully the rumor is true, and the movie is cool beyond the nifty concept.

I ate and finished the Narnia book. I'll finish the Mirror Universe story next, and then read some more S.C.E. stories before getting back to Narnia; or that's my current plan. I fell asleep again a bit later, and had another intense, bizarred dream, that I was living in my Aunt Marge's house, with my step-father and his daughter Jamie... I thought there was a giant insect in the room, but it was actually a small bird, which I captured, and then saw it was only a baby bird, and that a family of birds had nested in the upper corner of my window, which had refused to close. The nest was a mixed family of Cardinals & Bluejays, which didn't seem odd in my dream. I was afraid the baby bird wouldn't be accepted by his family now that I had touched it, but it had flown on it's own, so it was alright, or so my grandmother told me...

I woke up around 2:30am. I had a snack. I realized I hadn't taken the meds for my stomach, which reminded me that Jennifer had told me that when she doesn't take her meds she's tired a lot and she has strange dreams. Now I know what she meant.

Oh. And apparently Blu-Ray has won the HD-DVD war. HD-DVD is dead. I'm just glad the war is over. It still sucks for anyone who bought one of the loser players, and all the dvds.

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