The Deep Stuff - Sleepless in Journal Land and here comes the NBA.
What a beautiful time of year. I was driving into work this morning and the fog rolling off the lake was stunning. The sun was out till I got up the hill and found total fog.
I found myself switching between the ESPN channels and ESPNesque channels the other day to get more info on the Detlef trade to Portland. God NBA season is getting close. In Exhibition, Sonics lost to Portland, but rookie Borrell looked good against Pippen for the time that he was in. Portland is going to be tough it looks like.
One of the the local radio stations was having a contest to get tickets to the Sonics pre-season game. Unfortunately I have no winnings to report of. It did remind me of a contest they had last year in which involved gals calling or e-mailing in to say why they deserved to go on a Sonics date with one of the DJs. My boss told me about it and suggested that I do it. I chickened out. Liver lilied, spineless wonder that I am. Maybe this year if they do it, I'll be all over it.
God I hope dreams don't represent reality, otherwise I am in bad shape. It has got to be the coming of the full moon in a few days. Brand me a whacko if you want, but I truly believe in the moons effect on people. Me... I just get weird dreams. Vivid and detailed dreams. The kind where you wake up exhausted like you physically acted out every motion in your dream. I have a couple of repeated dreams that I have had since childhood. It has only been in the last few years that I have tracked them. Always right before the full moon. I won't give out details, but I know that they are not premonitions due to the fact that they take place in eras past. No I am not some Shirley McClain wanna be.
I have also had premonitions, however, those only come when I am daydreaming. Anyways it is the *other* dreams that make me wonder. Those stay with me and haunt me for the rest of the day. A fleeting glance at an object or individual will flash a sense of de ja vou. A scent that hangs in the air and brings a sense of reconciliation to my dream state. Yah she is rambling again due to sleep disorders...
It is so pathetically slow today. I hate busting butt only to be in hurry up and wait mode. It is like do 60 mph in 5th gear and then suddenly slamming it in to 1st gear. That jerking motion is enough to give you whiplash and make you feel completely disoriented. I have other things I should be working on I know. Just to tired to work on them.
The Day's Activities
Let's see...
- Get up early and run errands.
- Coffee.
- Stare at review form.
- Surf net.
- More file hunting.
- Finally give in to stomach and get lunch at 3pm.
- Surf net.
- Phone calls I need to catch up on.
- Two Tylenol PM's and bed.
Today's Thank U's
~ To the cat's for being good while I took care of them.
Recommended Website De Jour:
A web cam gone too far! ASHTRAY CAM
Best Line of The Day:
After using the phrase "circle jerk" in a conversation and yesterday's journal entry... "You are an HR nightmare just waiting to happen." I took it as a compliment and smiled in appreciation.
Till next time.
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