holy shit. someone please remember to remind me not to eat cheese before i go to bed. i can’t even begin to describe the whacked-out dreams i had. they were all crystal clear and really interesting, with lots of cameos from most everyone i know both online and off. the best part was that i was semi-lucid so i managed to direct the dreams a couple of times to where i wanted them to go, which produced some very, very intriguing scenarios. god, i love my unconscious mind!
my table is in its home in the corner of the kitchen. it’s so pretty! who knew a bunch of pine and poly could make me so happy?
i found a bunch of old email on one of my drives last night. jim warned me not to read it, especially considering some of the confusion i told him i was experiencing. some of it i did read, others i deleted sight unseen. the stuff i did read was actually beneficial. it served to clear up a few things in my mind, settle a few of the questions i had. the problem is, it may have helped me smooth some of my logical bumps, but the emotional ones are still a little off-kilter. it almost pisses me off that my balance can be so screwed up in such a short period of time.
fuck it. i want to be bowled over.
i love ikea.
also: your table is mighty sexy lookin. i think i may have to copy you. (i have no kitchen table right now.)
I have e-mail going back to 1996 in my current Eudora program. Every now and then I re-read old messages. Sometimes it is fun, other times painful, but always enlightening.