It must be Thursday... Dear godness I don't understand why my body feels that it's necessary to be sick every weekend this quarter. I have never had this much trouble staying healthy before. And this time it's not a cold, either... it's like two weeks ago, only worse. I couldn't even keep down water this morning (luckily that's improved a bit and I've progressed to ice water). The worst part is that I'm pretty sure it's the result of just stress. Because I left my paper unfinished until 2:30 this morning, and because I hadn't finished my calc homework. My calc homework still isn't finished, because I couldn't drag myself out of bed to do it without having to run to the bathroom. Plus I'm missing the practice right before a meet, which will probably get me in trouble or something. Goshdarnit. At least my legs don't hurt as much as they did last night... Of course, now I can't even really lift my computer, so there's some sort of trade-off.
So, since I was all feverish and sick all night (at least, from about 5 on) I was in and out of lots of bizarre dreams. There was one where two guys on our floor kept arguing about Castlevania... shortly after that there was a brief one where I managed to dream that I felt fine, and just stretched out in bed. Of course, after I woke up from that one I felt even worse. Then somewhere between about 6:30 and 7:45 when my alarm went off, I managed to have this rather long strange dream that's going to be hard to describe but I'm going to try anyway. I think it started out in this small accessories-type store, and my mom was telling me that she and my dad were getting a divorce. I threw an absolute fit, and I tried to climb into this tree next door where the guy my mom was going to marry lived. The people in the store kept making fun of me, so I ran out the door. My sister and mo followed me, and decided to show me the guy's apartment, which was at the top of this really expensive building, and on a balcony there were all kinds of doors into other insanely rich people's apartments, and all I would say to them was that they had a really nice kitchen. My sister and I left and got on this CTA/WRTA (could've been here, could've been home, looked like a combination of the two) bus. I was reading a magazine about one of the members of DaVinci's Notebook that happened to be on the bus, and all it said was that he was going to be on the next season of Survivor, since he had done so well on the last. The DVN website was turned into a big fansite for him, and there were only tiny blurbs about how he occasionally sang with the band. I complained that they never came far enough west for me to see them, and now I was screwed, because they never came all the way out to Chicago. Every time we got off the bus, we'd all have to switch seats for some reason, and every time it got harder to find two seats for my sister and me. One time we got out of the bus because we saw this sign on a house that said "Free Puppies - $100." I guess the driver wanted to make fun of them. I got out and the puppie I was taking care of ran out to see the other puppies, and I was afraid I was going to lose it. Finally we made it to the Shoreland, which was much closer to downtown Chicago. I was showing my sister and my "competition" from high school around, and pointing out that everyone else had better rooms than me. My room was still the same, but our old RA's room was across the hallway and it was a huge apartment. Then I decided to show them
hisspit's room, which she had all to herself because of some strange fluke in the housing system. It was huge, looked a lot like the Resident Master's apartment, and even had two floors. The view from the second floor of her apartment looked right out into the city, and when I showed it to the guy I was with he insisted that we must be facing west, because he couldn't see the lake. So I had to prove to him that we were indeed facing the lake, and I told him to get a map out, and told him to look for the intersection of the blue line, and these two strange little streets and see how close it was to the lake. We went down to the basement because for some reason I actually worked at the Shoreland (I had a weird little maid's outfit on). I saw this guy that always works at BJ, and he slapped my butt and told me that if I wanted to leave early I could, as long as I counted out my register before everyone closed up. I talked to my "competition" a bit longer, and then went upstairs where they had already closed out the registers, so I didn't get paid for the day. And I think that was about it...
Step 1: Open your MP3 player.
Step 2: Put all of your music on random.
Step 3: Write down the first fifteen songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing.
(This is gonna be super-weird because I'm gonna be honest and include the strange midis of game music I have on my computer for my drama project. And I'm including the numbers they are on my list, so you can see that for some reason Winamp only skips around in small areas. I'm really just trying to explain this strange selection of stuff away).
1) (29) The Promise Ring - Stop Playing Guitar
2) (67) TMBG - Museum of Idiots (Brass Version)
3) (261) Mustin - Mega Man 3 Protovaffe (OC Remix)
4) (211) TMBG - In the Middle, In the Middle, In the Middle
5) (310) TMBG - Idlewild
6) (172) Soul Coughing - Lemon Lime
7) (208) Apples in Stereo - Please
8) (298) Mazedude - Super Metroid Norfair Deathmarch (OC Remix)
9) (348) Xenogears - Gathering Stars in the Night
10) (201) TMBG - Ballad of T. McSweeny
11) (43) Apples in Stereo - That's Something I Do
12) (151) Pinataland - Sleepwalker
13) (7) Super Mario Bros. - Main Theme
14) (78) Camber Van Beethoven - All Her Favourite Fruit
15) (224) Ween - Mutilated Lips
So, since I was all feverish and sick all night (at least, from about 5 on) I was in and out of lots of bizarre dreams. There was one where two guys on our floor kept arguing about Castlevania... shortly after that there was a brief one where I managed to dream that I felt fine, and just stretched out in bed. Of course, after I woke up from that one I felt even worse. Then somewhere between about 6:30 and 7:45 when my alarm went off, I managed to have this rather long strange dream that's going to be hard to describe but I'm going to try anyway. I think it started out in this small accessories-type store, and my mom was telling me that she and my dad were getting a divorce. I threw an absolute fit, and I tried to climb into this tree next door where the guy my mom was going to marry lived. The people in the store kept making fun of me, so I ran out the door. My sister and mo followed me, and decided to show me the guy's apartment, which was at the top of this really expensive building, and on a balcony there were all kinds of doors into other insanely rich people's apartments, and all I would say to them was that they had a really nice kitchen. My sister and I left and got on this CTA/WRTA (could've been here, could've been home, looked like a combination of the two) bus. I was reading a magazine about one of the members of DaVinci's Notebook that happened to be on the bus, and all it said was that he was going to be on the next season of Survivor, since he had done so well on the last. The DVN website was turned into a big fansite for him, and there were only tiny blurbs about how he occasionally sang with the band. I complained that they never came far enough west for me to see them, and now I was screwed, because they never came all the way out to Chicago. Every time we got off the bus, we'd all have to switch seats for some reason, and every time it got harder to find two seats for my sister and me. One time we got out of the bus because we saw this sign on a house that said "Free Puppies - $100." I guess the driver wanted to make fun of them. I got out and the puppie I was taking care of ran out to see the other puppies, and I was afraid I was going to lose it. Finally we made it to the Shoreland, which was much closer to downtown Chicago. I was showing my sister and my "competition" from high school around, and pointing out that everyone else had better rooms than me. My room was still the same, but our old RA's room was across the hallway and it was a huge apartment. Then I decided to show them
Step 1: Open your MP3 player.
Step 2: Put all of your music on random.
Step 3: Write down the first fifteen songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing.
(This is gonna be super-weird because I'm gonna be honest and include the strange midis of game music I have on my computer for my drama project. And I'm including the numbers they are on my list, so you can see that for some reason Winamp only skips around in small areas. I'm really just trying to explain this strange selection of stuff away).
1) (29) The Promise Ring - Stop Playing Guitar
2) (67) TMBG - Museum of Idiots (Brass Version)
3) (261) Mustin - Mega Man 3 Protovaffe (OC Remix)
4) (211) TMBG - In the Middle, In the Middle, In the Middle
5) (310) TMBG - Idlewild
6) (172) Soul Coughing - Lemon Lime
7) (208) Apples in Stereo - Please
8) (298) Mazedude - Super Metroid Norfair Deathmarch (OC Remix)
9) (348) Xenogears - Gathering Stars in the Night
10) (201) TMBG - Ballad of T. McSweeny
11) (43) Apples in Stereo - That's Something I Do
12) (151) Pinataland - Sleepwalker
13) (7) Super Mario Bros. - Main Theme
14) (78) Camber Van Beethoven - All Her Favourite Fruit
15) (224) Ween - Mutilated Lips
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