Wowzers... I had a serious nightmare last night... well actually, this morning. It was light out when I woke up from it. It's sketchy, but recall the notion that I was showing George (he's in the picture above stick'en his tongue out) some kind of platform that would rise up... like maybe something carried by a hot air balloon. I can clear as a bell see us going up and my saying "Ok Geo, look there... that's out house... that's out city... that's our province.... that's Canada... " and yes... it just kept going up... the vision locked in my head is being at the height of an orbiting spacecraft and looking down on a continent with a giant swirling weather system. K, now, I'm remarkably afraid of heights. I can usually deal quite well with it, because I, quite frankly, am a masochist sometimes. I don't mind leaning over the edge of a tall building or climbing a tree... but don't make me stand there and watch you lean over the building edge... I'll go banana's. So I became gripped with that heart pounding, breath stopping fear of being up so high with George.... and we began descending... It became too much and I woke up out of the sheer inability to continue processing the fear. I woke up just baked from the experience.
wearing
~ Friday and I'm not caving in this week... I'm wearing casual and that's final.
~ blue jeans, company golf shirt, and dem big-ass shoes.
planning
~ a 10:30 meeting at the bank (client) that will be as much fun as a trip to the dentist... um, scratch that... my hygienist is a doll...(pillows?) um "a trip to a funeral parlor" ...
~ more time sheets... I'm away from work next week and I have to get all my end-of-month stuff done.
~ to write a BB2 update...
wishing
~ that I get to read a nice update from
~ that
~ for my friend
~ with all of my heart that things are well with
oh, I heard this joke the other day and I thought it would make a great fill in the blank.
This girl sits down at a bar and orders a drink. The guy next to her says "hi" and asks her what her name is.... She says "Carmen". "Oh", he says, "that's a pretty name... did you mom or dad pick it?"
She comes back with "No, I actually changed my name to Carmen last year.... see I like cars and I like men, so... Carmen". What's you name? she asks...
Oh, with a smile he replies "__________-________"