Quzza!

I gacket this off my bro's new LJ. o.O

You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is
the most free-spirited and adventurous. You
like camping, hiking, or interaction with other
people. Your a social butterfly, but not
because of your style, but because of your
willingness to communicate with everyone. You
probably have close friends who can rely on you
because you always seem to know whats going on
in the world. You love music and are
free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A
born leader and great explorer-dont ever
change-the world needs more people like you.


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Windowless Airliner

A blogish post.
http://www.halfbakery.com/idea/Windowless_20airliner

I liked the comment about the glass plane..
I think that watching the plane taking off would be great fun! I remember that my brotehr and I commented on this when we flew on a 747 a few years ago.

Dreams, Basketball and Dolls

I dreamed that I was on a basketball team. The first day of practice. I tried to do a standing layup shot.. and missed. So I tried and tried again and again and still missed. I was perplexed and puzzled. It was the easiest shot on the whole court and I used to be able to hit them with 100% accuracy. I think that Shannon was my rebounder and she didn't say anything, just chased after the balls. I shot and missed again. Grr. The coach moved me to a flatter angle, tryingto make it easier I suppose, but I know that that shot only makes it harder.. o.O


The next part of my dream I was a some short of large store. I was looking at an aisle of toys and trying to pick up Christmas presents for everybody. My family was wandering around the store too. I was looking at some colorful wind chimes and trying to pick out something nice for my cousins and Grandma. I'ma bit of a perfectionist so although I had several possibilities in my arms already, I was still searching for the perfect gifts. I thought about making cupcakes and placing 6 inch christmas trees on top made of icing, and how I could possibly mail them without the icing smushing, falling off or turning into mush. My mom came by and said everyone wanted to leave and that I had spent enough time there. I walked over to the checkout line (odd because it didn't lead out of the store, it was horizontal. And I payed for my purchases but was annoyed to realize that I had lost a wad of money, like maybe $22. I still had enough money so I paid and we exited the store.

We got into a large truck thingy, filled with more belongings needed on a trip. We were going to a Disney World type place on the North East. We were going to stay at someone's hotel house. We stopped at the house and unloaded some things, then went to the church to find some people. Kelly was there and some other kids. I walked into a room that had the same dimensions as the nursery. Kelly was too busy playing some Neopets game and doing an essay in the computer to come with me to our new cool place. My twin-sized mattress was on its side in the corner with some Victorian patterend sheets half on it. I looked under a sink in the middle of the room, finding some Wendy's that I had left there. Someone said "Ew." I had to aggree.. the ice in the soda had melted. There was something about dolls that I can't remember.

Somehow I found myself back at the store. I was looking for my money, someone had moved the asile I had been down back, showing the grate and that below the floor was another level. Someone commented that people had been loosing money in this store for years. Someone else was moaning about their lost money. I searched through the grate and found some money, which I snatched up. I could see that it had a $10 so it really wasn't mine so I wandered down the aisle some more. A woman hovered around me, a man found a dollar and I ignored him.. I spotted another fold of cash and I snatched that up like lightening too. The woman tried to get it too, but was too slow and whined she I got it first. I could tell that it was a large amount, but I had not found my lost wad of money yet so I kept searching.

I finally gave up my search, thinking that I had found much more than I had lost and approached the cashier. Maybe I was buy a little doll or something. I felt that I was on some sort of game show and i unfolded my wads of money, I did not know how much I had. The fist was 20 something, the next wad had a 100 dollar bill. Everyone gasped in excitement. I paid for the doll and put the money away. As we walked past some display aisles of large toys I thought about buying my brother one of those large wooden car sets.. the ones with the mini cars or train pieces on tracks and bridges. Or buying some Barbie dolls for future kids, the faces always change to match the times.. I then thought about some k'nex or lego pieces, but decided not to buy anything today. As I was waking up, I thought that I should put it in the bank.




Did I ever write that dream about a giant slide and Disney character dressed people? How I was stuck on a slide hiding while other people/kids went down it (including mermaids) and didn't want to go down this 50 ft thing, but fell down it by accident? it was the one with everyone beaming to a place in an empty amusement park... something about a locker room and a nice dining area.. I must have felt as if I was undercover or one of the few people who knew what was really going on, because I remember being on some team and talking through headgear... and trying to avoid some adults.

What about that one about the dark house and mirrors? And the big bathroom? and how the rooms changed around.

Dreams of Unicycles

Dreams

I was at some sort of school and there was an afternoon function going on.. perhaps a fair. I remember some balloons outside, and as I walked through a crowd in the front, Jessica (the one from HS XC) approached me and told me that they were giving away free unicycles, and that I had to get one. She then mentioned something about Sarah being around and we said goodbye. I really wanted a free unicycle. I came across them and there were only two color: a pastel lime yellow and a bright pink. I think that I picked out a bright yellow one. I think that I placed it somewhere.. perhaps left it against a tree or something. Then I think that I talked to Heather.. about Spongebob or Squidworth or something?
She was her usual uningaging self. o.O (jk) I then wandered inside the building and into a crowded classroom.

They were having some sort of lesson, that I had walked into the middle of and I couldn't leave. I really didn't want to join in but they made me take a piece of paper and a pen/pencil and write something down. Finally, it ended and everyone was about to leave. I think that I opened the door to the next classroom, looking for my brother. He was in there and I asked him if he had gotten a unicycle too. He hadn't, so I wanted to show him my unicycle. I went out to get it but it wasn't where I had left it. I decided to get another one, but just then a Principal walked by in a crowd and I overheard him saying that they hadn't managed to buy enough unicycles and that they had run out of yellow ones. I was sad.

I decided not to take a second cycle because they didn't have enough for everyone. I then looked into my (nonexistant o.O) purse and found my yellow unicycle! Yay! It had been shrunken. o.O James walked by and I told him to go get a pink one. I think he managed to get one, and then I traded unicycles with him. We then unicycled home, down a hill.

The next part I remember is something about Coach Russel. I think that I gave him a pair of sandals for the Forth of July or for a birthday present in the summer or something. o.O Somehow.. the team got into different cars and drove away.. some went into a carwash/auto mechanic place. I think that I helped Russell clean his car out.. only I overdid it and found 6 pairs of shoes. I think that I annoyed him with that because he had no place to put them all.

Then I wandered away.. I sat down somewhere and was given a pile of newspaper wrapped stuff. This part is a little freaky. I unwrapped to inspect things no bigger than a rectangular tissue box. Wooden figurines and dolls.. but some were mumified miniture people. Ew. I was rather unsettled the first time I unwrapped a mumified person. Not fun, but it was my job so I continued. Then some native tribal people (once again no bigger than a rectangle shoebox) approached me and asked if I was going to finish soon. You see, they wanted them for their parade. I thought that it was rather odd to want to have mumified humans in a parade for children, but respected their culture and told them that I would finish soon.

That's all I really remember.

Hmm.. :)

My mom just mentioned that my uncles and grandfather had gotten degrees from Ivy League Universities.

What a way to unintentionally make someone feel less adequate. lol

Oh well. I'd just settle for whatever so I can make money to learn forever. Take a million classes...
Hmmm.. :)

Oh Captian, my Captain

Song of Goodness: Moby - Flower

I was thinking about this the other day. If I ever were a Captain I'm sure that I would quite overdo it. I'd make up fun workouts, like a scavenger run. I'd bring popsicles to practice on the hottest days, and every Monday have a team night where everyone did mandatory stretching and shin exercises and I feed then whole wheat pasta for dinner and spelt rolls. Dinner would be followed by a team moral boosting time (team chats about non-sports stuff and fun quotes) followed by Colloidal Silver and iron supplements. My room/apartment would have a wall with spots for everyone to make and tape up their faces to feel as if they quite belonged there. And team "gifts" they gave each other wouldn't cost anything except for the last one. No one really has any money and gift giving every week could stress some people out.

And the second anyone thought that they were getting sick, I'd pour liquid echinacea goldenseal down their throats three times a day. (You're really supposed to take it every three hours but not even I can stand the stuff that much!)

I'm such a minder.
^ That's British for babysitter.
Or am I just overzealous or manic?

Mama Jan ^_-

yuk

Have you ever placed a piece of bread in your mouth, only to realize that it tastes funny, and then turn over the bag the bread came from to see a big patch of green mold on the bottom?

And then you try to spit the mouldy bread out..

No?

Well, it happened to me this morning. Yuk yuk yuk...

Random

Song of Goodess: Strauss - Emperor's Waltz

Ah, I've been neglecting my blog lately, but only because I've been writing a little.

I also visited JK Rowling's new website. Very nice. :) I only managed to get 3 things for my scrapbook though. Thanks to WishWeaver's FF Yahoo Group for all the hints.


James came in here today.. and said that Mom said something weird... apparently she think that my music tastes have changed. O.o As if now I am listening to better music. Um? I don't think so.. I've always liked classical music a little.. just because I can hear it better now and love listening to is more doesn't mean that I have completely turned off Rammstein, Marilyn Manson, Kenna or anything Spanish. o.O

And here I will input my fab new quote: "I have sen the future of music, and it is called shuffle." It's from a New Yorker fact or something.. I can't find it now but it's in a post for this month..


James said that she now thinks that if she gives me a makeover that I will go out and do things. To which I could only respond by saying: Ahahaa...

Give me a car and I'll go out and do things...

Actually... if I could ever get over this internet addiction, fanfiction addiction and music addiction I would go out and meet people.. but then I'd have so much fun I'd probably never come home...



Why do parents always think that they can change their (older) children?

Dreams and fairy tale dresses...

Song of Goodness: Bach - Piano Concerto No. 5


Dreams

I was with these 2 girls... they were living together and i was trying to convince the younger one to leave the other. When the other left for somewhere, she finally sayd yes. We stuffed backpacks full of stuff.. I remember trying to stuff a few rubber bands into the tiny side pockets of a backpack. We foud overselves at some sort of trainstation/subway. The station was a bove ground but the train was in a tunnel. The other girl was there with someone else... somehow we walked quickly away and she left us go. We got on the train.. it was silver and very narrow inside, the seats all ran along one wall and faces the other wall. The seats were all in rows or 3 or 4.. so I tried to look for an empty one.. I couldn't spot any in the distance so I asked someone sitting in the one on our left if he would move over a seat (it was a three seater) and he said sure, and we huddled together..

We ended up at my house. Somehow my guest became two guests. I remember showing them in the house, my family were all downstairs making dinner or something so I walked him through this small kitchen, and up a few steps to another landing, whish was also part of a kitchen. I then pointed out how many kitchen appliances we had.. 4 fridges and all this stuff. All the landings and kitchen were very crowded with belongs. A few more landing, it felt like a very long staircase that went on forever. I showed them into one empty room, and then another with paintings on the walls. The wall next to the door curved into the floor.. I said that it was to be my mom's and bro's music and art room.

Then up some more stairs and we reached a top landing. We turned left and at the end of the hall was a poster with that had that fake mirror background, and a gold crown on the left top so if you looked at you "reflection" it would have a crown on top. On the right wall was James' room and on the left was mine. We entered mine, it had white walls and a light carpet and wasn't too crowded. I remember a bookcase before I walked to the end to the door on the left, It opened to a balcony. I opened it and walked outside, everyone following.

It was a wonderful balcony.

At first it just had some linens hanging up to my right, but as I moved past them, the balcony grew. The grey concrete floor went on forever and there was a roof that began, held up by pillars... and racks with tons and tons of ball gowns of every color! Wheee! I understood that I had the largest collection of dresses in the world. I ran past some and turned left into a particular rack and sorted through them searching for the perfect gown for a ball. I told theothers that they could find some too. I flipped through some and finally settled on a wonderful pretty yellow one. I then turned around and understood that this friend was going to be my partner.. I think it was Mark. But then then the other girls wanted him to be their partner so I had to think fast to find two other guys.. perhaps my brother... hmmm...

I remeber picturing how it would be later.. with the music and candles... everyone dancing, one of the girls had changed to that loud obnoxious sister of - was it Jane? from that PBS mini series Sense and Sensibility I think..

Then somehow I ended up at the supermarket with the guys... I think I had been chibified and was sitting in the main part of the cart. They were buying something special and I said I wanted lemons... but the old guardian guy that were with wouldn't buy them for me so I pouted. Luckily, as they went to the checkout line, the person who I was supposed to be really shopping with rescued me and got me what I needed.


I love the dreams of being a spoiled princess a lot.. I think most girls do. :)

Did I mention that they guys at the ball were wearing matching full costumes outfits and that they looked completely comfortable in them? They were incredibly polite and curteous too. They must have been imaginary princes. Haha real guys aren't like that! :P

acid and a base combinded makes...

I was talking to someone today... I should rename my blog Diaries of a Suburbian Snot


Haha.. I must be addicted to salt. I love things with salt.. pickles, plain popcorn with salt, plain noodles with salt, cheese, rice with salt.. the other day when James was eating pistashios I said that I liked the pistashios but that I used to suck on the shells to get..

the salt. o.O

Ah, and yes we use Sea salt in my home..


You know, I always thought that a metal and a non-metal made salt. Elements on different sides on the periodic table.. Something with Nl+? Earlier, my brother said that it was an acid and a base and I'm disinclined to look it up right now.

Van Helsing

Song of Goodness: Back - Prelude in C Minor

James and I walked over to the movie theatre today and saw Van Helsing. :) I rather liked it. I thought that the way all the characters kept getting thrown on to things very far away and acting as if they were still okay was a little far fetched. The girl, Anna, must have been tossed around so often that she had internal bleeding. o.O That's the only conclusion i can come up with for her death. Yes, the werewolf did attack her at the end, but there was no blood from her to show that she had been injured, and the werewolf howling in pain when he realized that she had died.. yes you may think that it was VH who had started to regain his mind after attacking her as an animal but I don't think that he would have been able to regain his mind until the antidote had started, and physically started to change.

Therefore I had the theory.. that Count Dracula, as it was stated was the son of one of her ancestors.. what if he actually was her great great great great (ect) father before he turned into a vampire and because he died, she as "something sired from him no matter how distant) died too? Just didn't die as quickly as those newly revived babies because she wasn't a newborn and had more strength before dying.. hmm..

and then you may say, well if he actually was related to her in someway from that long ago, then there must have been thousands of other people in the world who were related, and would have died at the same time. Ah, but then they would have been part of Anna's family and it wouldn't have mattered if Anna and her brother died... therefore there weren't. :P


Ah and VH looked so good in black on his horse. Reminded me of Vampire Hunter D.

But Anna's boots.. no way would anyone have tried to run, let alone hunt werewolves and vampires in something like that. It's a nice accessory for a female action character to waer once in awhile as a novelty (ect Catwoman) but it's used so often that it's lost that plasuability.

I really liked the Halloween ball. Looked like fun! Hmm.. too bad there aren't anything that that around anymore.. is there? Disneyworld should make a ball like it.

Molly Convos

So I told Molly that she was in my dream and looked like a cool College aged Hermione and wouldn't talk to me. o.O

She then told me she looked nothing like Hermione and said to stalk her next time cause she shouldn't have tried to ignore me in the dream. Hahaa.. I told her I would.

flowers at girls camp..

Band of Goodnes: The Pixies

Dreams - just notes of them... gah.


Harry and Sirius and Remus, who else also? walk into a big empty gymnasium
metal chains hang from the ceiling
they hang on them as the chains carry tem up to the ceiling, straigning muscles in a feat of daring high above the ground


Bathroom- getting changed as the others take there turn on the weird suspended chain ride.. o.O

... then...

somehow in girl's camp
I was on my bed looking at my mini fridge, the door of the white fridge disappeared and I collected my huge stash of candy to tak eon this sleeping bag sleep away thing.. like I looked at my bed and thought how I didn't own a sleeping bag but figured that they would have them there.

I walked out and there were girls everywhere
some of those claw game thingies ha dtheir contents removed and flowes placed inside them instead

the girl's mothers were coming to pick them up and everyone wanted to buy flowers ffor their mums.

Somehow I ended up in a dusty dim attic classroom where my uncle taught. the desks were those middle school ones with the seperate chairs and placed in groups of four.
I sat next to a girl who introduced herself as Molly Morr. I was happy, and the boy across form her seemed to know her. I wrote a short story about how, when I was around 2 years old I had enetered this same classroom of my uncle and fainted. I then wrote another one. I was surprised when somehow my uncle read it (digital communication?) and told the class of how his neice fainted when she was 4, I didn't know if he knew who I was at first but it seemed like later he did, even if he pretended that he didn't. I tried to get Molly's aim screenname but she didn't give it to me, but the boy across from her gave me his so I was hapy that I would have a chance to talk to molly again is I could weedle her name from him.

Then somehow I ended up at a church.

We were cleaning things.

There was a class room for children.. we started to erase the board.. I accidenly erased the right half of some sort of calender.... I trie dto erase the stuff below the chalk decorated line and bear stickers but only the chalk came off.. there were more stickers below them all over the chalkboard that didn't come off.


We ended up in anotehr room that had an old woman bedridden in it. We started to clean up her room. I knelt on the bed and look at the space below it, next to the wall. There was a grate with things stuck underneath it. I found a little plastic pink bunny (like that white one for Mike) and was happy.

I love The Pillows

From The Pillows - Funny Bunny

Kimi no yume ga kanau no wa
dareka no kage janai ze
kaze no tsuyoi hi wo era nde
hashitte kita

If your dreams come true
It won't be because of anyone but yourself
You choose to run
Even on the days when the wind blows hard

animelyrics.com

lovely morning, lovely day

Songs of Goodness: J. S. Bach - From the Magnificat in D major (BWV 243) IV Quia fecit mihi magna (bass solo) and VI Fecit potentiam (Chorus)
I have the Choir King's Choir, Cambridge version. So lovely.. I love the cello and harpsicord in Quia fecit mihi magna and I woke up to that part in my head. :)

Lovely day. I had such a wonderful sleep and I woke up so nicely with the sun. I love these spring mornings... cool wet mornings with birds singing that turn into such lovely warm/hot days, but not so hot that you are completely miserable just sitting around.

Ah, but what I like to call my "closet", which is just an unventilated storage room with white cupboards on one wall and a cubboard/desk on the other (where I put my computer, and opened the bottom doors for a place to put my feet!) that houses a microwave and utility sink that no one uses, and the washer and dryer (used regularly) gets quite hot. 7 am and I'm already sweating in my shorts. yuk! ^_^;; Ah well, it's always nice to move into the other cooler room in front of the opened door to the balcony and feel the cool, wet air from outside ( placed a fan in front of it but the blown air doesn't seem to reach me in the closet). :) Wow rereading that it seems like 2 run-on sentences but alas I do not care. :P Ah!! Another wonderful lovely song from The Magnificat just came on! I just note it: VII Esurientes implevit bonis (a contralto solo).

Well back to "my closet" I call it such because it's the place where I, out of the whole family, spend the most time, and it kinda reminds me of how Harry had a "cupboard". I could probably fit my double bed (spoiled!) in and sleep in here but then it would be rather difficult to open all the cupboards and get cans out and wash laundry and such.

What a lovely day. :) I plan to go running and work out and perhaps walk to the movie theater. Hmm.. it's some miles away. Grrr.. I hate how I have to slowly acclimate my feet to the shape of my new orthodics. I can't overdo it or I will be seriously hurting. I've already learned the lesson of overdoing it several times. No need to repeat it yet again. ;P So I suppose my first run in my new orthodics shouldn't be an hour long, floowed by an 8 mile walk... ;)

So last week my mother and brother decided to make Ezekial bread. They went to Whole Foods and bought like 6 different types of grain, ground it in a machine at home, and baked some lovely Ezekial bread. In the Old Testament, Ezekial fasted for 40 days and ate nothing but a close approximation of this bread. I've been eating it sloowwwly. To a person with a commercial palatte, they would probably find it to be bland, but after years of eating whole wheat and spelt and various other grain and bean bread, I think it's ok. I just had a slice for breakfast and I'm contemplating having another.


Ah, Bach is so fun to sing along to. Especially the recordings that use Boys' choirs to sing the Soprano and Alto parts. I love their sound! And as a mezosoprano who has yet to train out of her childish sounding voice, I can atest that they are very fun to sing along to. :) It does sound rather horrible when you don't warm up trying to hit all those super high notes :} but it does sound better with time. Now if only I knew the words... hehe..

I end this blog post with this statement:

Bach ROCKS!

...inarticulate jumble of pronouns and a name.

Song of Goodness: The Pillows - Sick Vibration


From Chapter 5 of Dark Chocolate by Dianann
Scene: Harry is to meet Snape at Diagon Ally to buy his new apprentice equipment.

"Professor Snape. I'm sorry. I didn't..Dumbledore. And...we talked. Kept me. He did. I'm sorry," Harry babbled, forgetting all about Gryffindor nobility and courage in light of the daggers Snape was shooting him with that piercing gaze.

"Mr. Potter," Snape said silkily, turning on his heel and beginning to stalk down the long cobbled street. Harry had no choice but to walk quickly after him, scurrying amongst the crowd to keep up with the man. "I do not care for your explanations or your excuses. You are eleven minutes late. Do you realize, that if I arrived five minutes early, which I did, in hopes that perhaps in that small, insignificant brain of yours, you would be here at a decent time, that eleven minutes of waiting time actually became sixteen minutes? I have been waiting for you for a quarter of an hour, and all the excuse you have given me is an inarticulate jumble of pronouns and a name."



I really like Snape's line here. *smirk* Ah but it's a "Snarry" fic I think! *gasp shudder shiver eek yum?* >:)




Augh why? Why why why? Grrr...

Yaoi... I blame all the HP slash fanfiction writers who snuck gentle yaoi into their stories and slowly wore away my already very accepting views. It's like blurred lines and gets so annoying sometimes at the different levels, from straight platonic to slash. Sometimes you can't even tell. And once you like it, it seems that you can never stay away or avoid it! It keeps popping up so innocently! It's so freaking annoying cause one moment you insanely love it, and the next like your stomach is slightly queasy.. like cramps. Grr.. help.. lol. Freak, I just need to stay away from it altogether.. I dunno, I just find it really annoying that I like it. o.O Maybe I just really like guys a lot. :} Or perhaps it's the whole yaoi tradition of having "...a clear seme/uke with the uke guy really resembling a female. It's more like reading a heterosexual relationship transferred into a homosexual one." Yukipon calls this "Japanese yaoi girls' mindset". So it's like a heterosexual relationship, with just more pretty guys to goggle, and no female characters to distract? Millions of fans can't be wrong? Perhaps Yaoi fangirls just like gay guys better but will never be able to have one so in Yaoi they cast themselves as the uke(bottom) guy? ^_^;;

What a controversial subject. And why do (a more majority of) slash writers seem to write more beautifully and "in character"? *Pounds head on keyboard* I hope that I do not regret writing this post in the future.

Oh no! I'm Evil!

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

a fourteen hour nap

Song of Goodness: Bach - Cantana 208 "Sheep May Safely Graze"

Dreams

First I was in some sort of Van with some people.. I was cleaning up and organizing some stuff.. like placing all the stuffed animals into a bag and folding up lots of blankets. I think I was a kid. We stopped at a hotel or something, and either James and I wanted to stay and sleep in the van, or we had to. Anyway, we knew that we weren't going to go buy dinner, so while I was cleaning up some toys, I noticed a pink Barbie Kitchen set, like maybe a fridge and some pantries and stuff. So I opened one of the little drawers in the Barbie fridge and found some little tester cheese packs. Sort of like the kind you get from Hickory farms, only smaller. I pulled them out and felt them and they were still cold. I said, "I totally forgot that I had put these here." I think that they had been sitting in that little mini fridge for months. LOL, James and I cast dubious glances at each other and then shrugged so I was like, "Yay! Let's eat them!" James and I then searched the other little drawers and found a mini pizza, some ham, and other little things. We placed the little pizza in the (working!) Barbie oven and cooked it.

The next part of my dream took place in a house. A house where my family lived (that I had never seen before this dream) and for some reason, some design decorator (like the kind on TV) was over. I think that James and I were switching rooms, because my bed was in his room, and his bed was in either my room or the hallway. There was a big white sheet covering my bed to protect it and the dressers in the room were James'. They were all painted a dark-medium blue, only spots of the paint had worn away, leaving the wood underneath. I think that James had a friend over. So anyway, we were all in the room, and the decorator guy was sitting on my sheet covered bed indian style with some plans and he turned into a missionary. I was like, "You do know that this is my bed and not James', right? My bed has a pretty design for the head and foot boards, like a rising sun." and then I uncovered the foot board with the sheet and showed him it because I felt that the designer should know that my stuff was pretty.

So anyway, the next thing that happened, was that the missionary somehow ended up on one of the computers and he wante dto get the lyrics to a song or something. So I, wanting to be helpful and knowing that that computer didn't connect to the internet ran into the next room and tried to get a mp3 and lyrics off of the other computer really fast. I think that he wanted the a song from "Joseph and the Multicolored Dream Coat" and I was looking for a song from "The Prince of Egypt" becuase when I ran back into the other room with a CD it was the wrong one. And then I kept running back and forth with the wrong stuff. I think he finally found what he was looking for later.

Then I was in some sort of Gymnasium watching a Highschool Volleyball game or something. my team packed up to leave, and we piled into a Van. Our coach (the young blond one) was taking forever to get to the van and we were waiting on an Urban road (we may or may not have been stopping traffic) so either Arianne or Amber moved into the driver's seat to 'just move us up a bit'. I was a little apprehensive when they kept 'moving us up' and moved onto the road because they were 16 and you had to have a special license to drive a big van, but I figured that we were safe so I laid back on my seat and pretended to sleep. The driver turned right onto a country road and drove up it. Next to me, Nat C. (a girl from church who is totally unrelated to the girls from the VB team) was talking about whether I would get mad at them for driving when we were not supposed to and if the coach would care. I then stopped pretending to sleep, which shocked Nat and everyone else because they thought I was sleeping and then explained exactly why I wasn't doing anything even though we were breaking so many traffic laws. Nat laughed and we turned right and pulled up to a grassy area with a lake where our VB coach was walking bac. Needless to say, she was quite surprised that we had come to pick her up but since she was still young she laughed off our rule breaking and asked the girl who was driving to move over.

The next part of my dream involved a very dirty lake and a man scubba diving. The lake with brown and had some liter on the bottom. There was a group of people around the lake who had gotten a professional scubadiver to swim to the bottom and get as much trash as he could in the next 30 minutes. He only had 30 minuted because he was to get married that day and everyone was expected at the church soon. He was wearing everything: a scubbadiving suit, flippers, face mask, maybe even gloes and we swam out to the middle of the brown lake and dove. I think that it took him a very long time to swim to the bottom of the lake, and when he got there, he grabbed as many empty plastic gallon milk cartons as he could and other liter in his arms and came up for air. When he got to the edge of the lake, the man overseeing the production helped him unsuit and told him that they didn't have enough time for another dive. Everyone packe dup their stuff and got into their vehicles to drive to the church. The scubba man didn't have time to take a shower before the wedding, but fortunatly his scubba suit protected most of him from the muddy water and he didn't really need one.

I'm having trouble remembering the last part of the dream... I was with some sort of team.. maybe like from the show Angel or some Star Trek game or something and I was given the option to stay with the team, or transfer to some diplomatic corps on a space station. I was watching a viewscreen to see the main people on the Diplomatic corps but I was starting to make up so the people walking on teh screen were supposed to all look different and really cool but they all came out rather boring looking, all looked alike with blue shiny metallic outfits on. And then I woke up.

six for a dollar

Song of Gooness: The Pillows - Paper Triangle

Looking at a can of chicken broth, and noticing that it was sold for $.74, I fondly remember when you used to be able to buy those Ramen noodles for like.. 12 for a dollar or something at Shopright. Ah, James just said that they were 16 and 3/4 cents each and that it was odd that he remembered it.


Ah, And Blogger just got a overhaul! Very cool guys! But the mauve is a little blahyuk.


I have so much to write about, but I feel so... awake and alive right now that I don't feel like documenting it all. Oh well, I'll just write out some notes for later:

A run down of Sunday morning's events
Harry Potter notes on first movie, new movie, and random post theories from groups.
Orthodics YAY!
Time article on brain development.
Is my brain wired for Bach?
Updates on music page.
Something I noticed about myself... unable to stand ppl who are unable to look at the muti-sides of an event/issue blah by themselves.. forming an opinion without seeing and thinking about all possibilities. Interesting.
A thought on how annoying it is to wait for something to load during the era of digital "all connected in a nano second" communication. *kicks NetZero "SLOW" speed dialup*

Yipee!

Song of Goodness: Nirvana - Where Did You Sleep Last Night

Harry Potter special on at 7 pm. I wish our tape recording thingy was set up. I hope I will be able to stay awake for it. I am very tired..

I will tell you about my day later.

I was chatting to five different people today in the same hour! While this used to be a common occurance, it hasn't happened in awhile. Wow.