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soulswallo) wrote2008-11-15 08:44 pm
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Is this going to work, or not?
Not much going on here. Cole's spending the night with his dad. I've already watched last night's Sanctuary and I'm working on Tuesday's Fringe. Work wasn't terrible today but that's mostly because it was one of those days where I could do a whole lot of stuff in a really short amount of time.
Speaking of work, on Thursday I smacked my hand into the corner of a credenza and bruised the crap out of it. Yesterday I nearly fell up the stairs and smacked the same hand (although a different part of it) on the banister and now I have a fat bruise next to the other bruises. It doesn't feel great. Yes, you read it correctly. I fell up the stairs. What? It happens.
jenahville is coming over for a few hours tomorrow. She wants to see the house and hang.
I'm going to concentrate on catching up on my shows.
Later!
Speaking of work, on Thursday I smacked my hand into the corner of a credenza and bruised the crap out of it. Yesterday I nearly fell up the stairs and smacked the same hand (although a different part of it) on the banister and now I have a fat bruise next to the other bruises. It doesn't feel great. Yes, you read it correctly. I fell up the stairs. What? It happens.
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I'm going to concentrate on catching up on my shows.
Later!
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Although, my apocalyptic dreams are being in those moments where you know impending disaster is about to happen, like right before the nuclear bomb goes off, but not the aftermath. For some reason, I am oddly calm in those dreams whereas everyone around me is on total panic mode.
My dreams about my father are quite jovial affairs where we smile widely and have innocent simple conversations. It's like we are catching up on what has been going on since his death.
The dreams try to make me believe that I am talking to him for real - from the grave.
In one dream, my brother showed up and my brother was saying some disjointed comments that had nothing to do with what I or my dad was talking about. My father and I just stared at each other and smiled, for we KNEW that my brother was just part of the dreamscape and we weren't. Somehow we were REAL.
Me thinks I am watching too much Ghost Whisperer.
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