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06.05.2002 || 18h50 Football, paying bills, and yet another goddamed bad dream. ********** I have given out so much money to-day that it almost felt like I was haemorrhaging Dollars. It was important, though. I paid off Bell Canada and Fido, paid my rent, and paid off half of Visa. I owe a few people some money, which I will begin to pay off right away, and I'll slap some on my student loan. Yeah, I could have bought a new computer exactly like the Origamist's with the money that appeared in my account this week, but this is important. And it feels good. No: it feels *great*. Though I'd like to save some, if possible, for a trip to NYC this summer. ********** Ugh: S-Club 7 on the speakers. Someone tell me why I sit in this caf�? Aside from the plugs for my laptop, I mean... Oh, and the hottt waitresses... ********** Last night I dreamt that I was working in some kind of scientific installation where there was an extremely virulent disease being created. Something � la resident Evil, I suppose, though it was a feeling more than anything I said. Anyway, there was a guy working with my wife who had dynamite strapped to his obody, and who had already blown himself and a lot of people up before, and who I was trying to talk down. I failed. I tried to push some bookshelves over to cover him as he exploded, but I was too late. I dove down a rabbit-hole in the floor, but my family was destroyed along with the lab, releasing the disease into the air, I imagine. I awoke with an intense feeling of loss just ripping me apart. I hate dreams. I hate the whole process, the chemicals involved, and my triple-damned brain for not letting me pass a week without waking up screaming at least twice. |
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shite One last little note... - 09.21.2006 de-stressing, biking and terrorism - 06.06.2006 Mildly stressed... - 05.29.2006 More crime stupidity - 05.28.2006 Scary stuff - 05.25.2006
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