Thursday I had nothing to do so I spent about an hour playing with Tarot cards. Apparently, if I don't focus enough on work, I'm in for some trouble. I'm pretty sure that's obvious and I didn't need the hermit and his friends to tell me that. Also, if I worry too much about material gain and professional advancement (i.e. focus too much on work?), babies may be far far away. SO! Moderation? or something? I don't even know. I know I don't want any more promotions at work. I just want to make a little more money for doing my job.


I woke up at 7 this morning so I could take a shower and whatnot before work. Then I realised that it's only about 45 degrees outside and most likely only going to reach 70 so what's the point of the baby smooth legs? I'll just have goosebumps all day and a fresh batch of stubble to shave by the time I get home. Blargh. To heck with that. Jeans it is!


I keep having very disturbing dreams. Night before last it was about tornadoes. I don't remember where I was exactly but we were seeing them touch down all around us and there was nowhere to hide. All we could do was watch the many funnels tear up everything around us and hope they wouldn't hit the building we were in. Last night, I dreamed a variation of Adrien Brody's new movie which I can't remember the name of. In the movie, he is arrested for something he didn't do and is placed in a psych ward and the dr. puts him in the lil refridgerator compartments they use for dead bodies. While he's in there, he travels in time to the future and has to solve two different ways he may have died. Or something. And don't cry 'spoilers!' at me because all that comes from the preview on Apple.com. Anyway. My dream. In my dream, he lies on a railroad track and the little girl is crying over him, begging him not to die. He tells her he's already dead and not to pray for him. She does anyway and years later, he visits her in a cathedral as she prays and he begs her to stop. When she won't, he shows her a vision of what his life is now as a reconstituted dead man working for the devil. Here's the creepy part. There's another soul with him in his cell in hell and it's his younger brother. Only he doesn't know he's dead so all the horrors he sees and does make no sense to him. And he cries and cries with the voice of fucking CHRIS FROM FAMILY GUY. Dear gods in heaven, my brain has gone nuts.

The end.