<< December 16, 2002 >>

i'm reinstating my "no-sleep" policy: the dreams are just too much.

started off with dreaming about driving to manitoba to go fishing at some forgotten puddle somewhere. i was in the car with my mom and my dad was with his friend in the car ahead. we stopped at a wal*mart first and there were these basketball courts that people could use. i got hit with a ball and broke or twisted my ankle. it was difficult to get up.

i left that room and next to it was the music store section, where they mostly had autographed posters and drum sticks. eventually i got out and was at the fishing place... the owner kept talking about the cabins and how they were recently refinished, or were being refinished. i realized i had forgotten the bug spray and was getting worried about mosquitos flying through the walls of the cabin. my dad came in with like a tupperware container with some dried fruit and other food, and some new lures... in the same container. this made me really mad.

there are a lot of details missing because i don't remember them, but i woke up during this part i think and then tried to stay awake but was really tired and it was raining out so i went back to sleep. this was a mistake.

things turned into one of the i've-got-a-flight-to-catch dreams that i've had a couple of. here is a short summary of the problems:

1. i was at the fishing place, not the airport
2. i was in canada, so they spoke french and used french money, which i had none of since i hadn't bought anything on the trip.
3. after finding a shuttle going to the airport, i discovered that my flight left from the other airport at that city.
4. after getting in another shuttle (and i am using this word loosely here. it was a convertible, with like 9 people sitting in it. very cramped) i discovered this was not the shuttle going to the airport. they agreed to let me out, unfortunately my shoes had come off or something and i couldn't find my luggage.
5. apparently i fell and then respawned (my dream had gone from first person to first person shooter) in a deserted part of town but i think i woke up soon.

there were actually some other parts - some my friends from cleveland were working at the hotel gift shop (there also was a hotel) and someone on my parents' street in cleveland had an ad for mcsweeneys in their driveway.

time to watch the "new" newsradio episodes.

i spent most of the afternoon putting together some php which will let me put googlisms on here. thousands of php modules and fewer than 60 lines of cut-n-pasted code later and it works. well it does on my macs but not on this linux box. who knew php could suck?

i was supposed to spend that time going to the store, so now i have neither ice cream nor orange juice.