I’m sitting here gearing up for a massively productive day. Grrr. (In case you were wondering, that was my Tony the Tiger growl. It sounds more fierce in person :) ) But what is up with all this fog? And the trash truck that’s pulled over to the side of the bridge on the 805 [...]
I’m sitting here gearing up for a massively productive day. Grrr. (In case you were wondering, that was my Tony the Tiger growl. It sounds more fierce in person :) )
But what is up with all this fog? And the trash truck that’s pulled over to the side of the bridge on the 805 right outside my window? Hmmm. My curiousity has gotten the better of me.
Okay, so he’s gotten out of his truck in his cool reflector vest and it appears as if he’s picking up trash. What a crappy job (literally). First, I don’t like trash and second, I hate heights. And I look horrible in yellow and orange.
Okay, so I had the most random night last night. I think it all started when I got home, popped on my iPod and lit a vanilla candle. I drifted in and out of sleep for about an hour and a half. When I finally realized I couldn’t teeter halfway between dreamland and reality anymore, I got up. I figured it would be a good idea to have dinner, but I’m in that phase right now where I don’t feel like eating. I know that isn’t good, but I just can bring myself to eat anything. But I did anyway and had a hot dog from Wienerschnitzel. Not the best choice for dinner, but I really wasn’t hungry to begin with. After eating and watching a little Who’s Line?, I decided to actually go to sleep; which is weird, since it wasn’t even really that late. Maybe like 11:30-ish. But that isn’t the most random part…
I woke up at about 2 am since I was thirsty, which is unusual in itself…but I had just been dreaming, which is REALLY unusual. I rarely have dreams…and when I do, I usually forget them. But basically, I was doing home improvement in an all-white room in a house that was supposedly mine, but I had never seen before. A handy friend was there, donning a pink hard hat and doing most of the work. And my mom was there too, which is strange. She was actually in a good mood too. After what seemed to be a long time, even though nothing appeared to be different (the room was still white), I woke up for water. Strange.
And now it’s Thursday, which is one day closer to Friday, which is one day closer to the weekend. That deserves a “heck yesss!”
Okay, now that I’ve officially been here for 24 minutes, I should probably do some actual work-related stuff. Catch yous later.