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Friday, May 30, 2003
Things I Learned on the Toilet
Well, since no one can get into my blog, I guess I'll hold off on this one til Monday. But I already know what Monday's question is going to be!!!
posted by Krizzer 4:15 PM
Dreams
Bet's blog about her Glen Tilbrook dream got me going.
I dream a lot. I mean A LOT! To the point where I can't watch scary movies, not because I get too scared watching them, but because I then go to sleep and have REALLY scary nightmares. After watching the Blair Witch Project I had three terrible nightmares (and I didn't even get the ending to that movie until Andy explained it while the credits were rolling!). It didn't help that the window was open about 2 1/2 inches and it was a really windy night, and the wind howling through the open window sounded like the wail of a banshee.
One of the nightmares I don't remember now.
One of them I only kind of remember, but I do remember waking up and having to go to the bathroom, and being too terrified to get out of bed, even though I was fully awake and Andy was right there next to me.
The last one I remember vividly (sorry Bet, but here I go! I'll keep it short, I promise):
Andy's band was practicing in the basement of the Blair Witch house (his band usually practiced in his basement, that's where I got that from) and I found them down there. Somehow in my dream I knew that the Blair Witch would appear in the basement at 2 am. I looked at the clock, it was about 7 or 8 minutes to 2. I told Andy "You guys gotta get out of this basement now! The Blair Witch is coming! The Blair Witch is coming!!" But the band was involved in some debate over the song they were practicing and wouldn't listen to me. Finally I got through to them that they had to vacate the basement. So they leisurely started packing up their gear.......winding their cords up......still talking about band practice.....finishing their beers.....taking their damn sweet time. Of course, I was in a panic. Finally they headed up the stairs with their gear, and I was at the rear, literally pushing them up the stairs to get them out. And as I heard the clock strike 2 am, as I was the last one up the staircase, I felt a hand grab the back of my shirt and pull me back down the stairs into the basement.
That's it. End of dream.
Except I woke up with Andy kind of swatting at me and saying in his sleep "Stop biting me...." "What?" I tried to say, but my mouth felt all funny. "Stop biting me!" he said again and pushed at me again. I fully woke up to realize that my wide open jaw was clamped around his shoulder. It's a very weird sensation to wake up and find you're biting someone's shoulder. I was so terrified in my dream that I was actually gnawing on him!!!!
After that, Andy has refused to watch any more scary movies with me. (who can blame him?) And I've just refused to watch them period. With the one exception, I'd never seen The Shining, and I really wanted to see it, but I did NOT want to get nightmares, so my friend Mickey and I rented it, and she'd seen it before, so I let her spoil every scary moment by heckling the movie the whole way through, and giving away the scary parts. As in "ok, and a man with an axe will jump out....now!" It also helped that I'd seen the Simpson's Halloween episode "The Shinning" many times, so we kept saying Simpson's jokes throughout the movie, like "That's funny, the blood normally gets off at the second floor...." You purists out there are probably squirming in your chairs, but it was either that or not watch the movie at all, and I enjoyed the experience. And I didn't have any bad dreams.
Which brings us back to dreams.
I have a recurring dream/nightmare. I only get it when I'm sick. It's very simple and short and totally symbolic: There is a room. It is soft and yellow, and in the room is a soft and yellow conveyor belt running. Everything is very soft, yellow, and comfortable. Then suddenly the conveyor belt starts to turn black and crackle from the middle, like a strip of film held to a match. And I wake up crying. That's it.
Even though it's pretty abstract, I've never thought too much about it. Until I found out that two of my friends both have had recurring conveyor belt dreams. What a bizarre coincidence! And that gets to me to thinking about what the hell is a conveyor belt symbolic of?
So I tried looking it up in one or two of those dream dictionaries, but I've never found an answer.
And what the heck is with dream dictionaries anyway? Why do they always have to say things like "If you dream of ants it means a relative will come to visit." I'm not looking for a fortune cookie here! I don't want to hear some hokey malokey horoscope about the future. I just want to know what ants are symbolic of! Like, I've heard that dreams about your teeth falling out are classic symptoms of stress. I had several of those dreams right before I graduated from college, so that makes sense. It makes even more sense when I recall that at that time I also had a big-ass cavity I was avoiding seeing the dentist about...
Anyway, does anyone have a good link or answer to the conveyor belt question?
posted by Krizzer 12:14 PM
Still Here
Well, my boss is out today, so I haven't had to face the music (aka his wrath).
Over the course of the evening I've made myself feel better about the whole thing, and my co-workers (even ones I don't like!) have been nice about it and stuck up for me. Everyone says it's not just my fault, there are several people who dropped the ball, including my boss. But I really really hate making mistakes. I still feel really bad about it, even if it's not all my fault.
Yuck.
I think things will be ok. But I'm not looking forward to talking to my boss about it. At least that won't be til Monday now, and that'll put four days between the fuck-up and him.
Anyway, I'm still here, even though no one can get into my blog to know it!
posted by Krizzer 9:00 AM
Thursday, May 29, 2003
So Screwed
I just made a reaaally big error at work. The easy kind that anyone could make. The kind that should happen more often than it does. The kind that falls under the "shit happens" category. The kind that may have just cost the company a 2.2 million dollar job.
If you don't hear from me again it will mean that I've been fired, and therefore lost my access to the internet.
Let's hope you hear from me again!
posted by Krizzer 5:13 PM
OH I'm So Annoyed
I'd like to be able to open my blog now. Now please.
ANYWAY!!!!!!
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Test
posted by Krizzer 1:35 PM
Things I Learned on the Toilet
The three most profitable sections at the grocery store are: (and I don't know if anyone got this right cause I can't get into my blog to check the Shout Outs!)
1. meat
2. fresh produce
3. pet food
The pet food kinda surprised me. I guess cause the only pet food I buy anymore is fish food, and I only buy it like twice a year. Before that I just bought bunny food, and that was like two dollars for two pounds, which lasted a couple of months. Cheap pets man! It's the way to go!
This isn't a question, but I did learn it on the toilet: did you know that the gorilla's scientific name is "gorilla gorilla gorilla?" Who's silly idea was that?
Today's question:
What is Johnny Cash's REAL first name, and why did he change it?
posted by Krizzer 10:19 AM
Message to Nobody
No, I can't get into my stinkin' blog either, so no one will see this note. This I find rather frustrating, and it causes me not to want to blog at all. But I realize that if my blog ever works, and I have written nothing, well gee. I'll lose all my three or four readers! Can't have THAT!!
Andy and I had a great weekend, we went to Winthrop and camped, just like I said we would. It was so BEAUTIFUL over there. I took some pictures, but they're mostly on crappy old FILM so I have to wait til I take the whole roll up and I'll get them developed on to cd so I can post the good ones. Incidentally, this roll also has one or two pictures from my trip to Las Vegas with Flipsycab and Stennie. That shows how often I take pictures with that camera. "Roll?" says Andy with his digital camera, "What's that?" I also need to steal his camera soon and get some pictures off of there.
We mostly camped at our number one favorite secret campsite and fished from the canoe in Buck Lake. Andy caught a trout that was THIS BIG!!! Really, it looked like a salmon. I've got a picture of that too. Actually, I have a lot of pictures of Andy holding up a big fish. Pretty boring, really, if you're not the one holding the fish...
We also went exploring, and tried to find a couple of new lakes. We found them eventually, but on the way we ended up driving way up a dusty gravel road into the hills between Winthrop and Twisp. It was one of the most beautiful drives I've ever been on! It was so pretty up there and hundreds of yellow flowers that looked like little sunflowers or gerbera daisies were covering the hillsides. Foolishly, I did NOT take a picture on that drive. But we saw lots of people on horseback, riding the trails. Andy and I have often talked about trying to go on a horseback ride sometime when we're over in Winthrop. We both don't know much about riding, but there are places in town that have trail rides, and it looked like that's partly what we were seeing up there. Anyway, if we ever DO get tired enough of fishing (yah right) or the gumption to rent horses, THAT'S where we're going.
We both thought it would be a great idea to do an overnight trip, horse it in, camp, and horse it out. Then I remember the last time I rode a horse, I went on a two hour trail ride at Glacier National park. And something about the way my right leg was situated, the way my knee turned in slightly, oh my god it hurt by the end of the two hours. We'd been considering a half-day ride, but it was full up when we tried to sign up, so we went for the 2 hour. And I'm SO glad we did. So thinking about that, and about being committed to two whole days of riding when I really have no experience, well, I think maybe we'd better work our way up to that!
Anyway, it was a good weekend. It was dry and warm and we ate ice cream everyday. We didn't see a bear, we always look for a bear but we never see one, but we did see lots and lots of deer. I got a picture of Andy (flexing his muscles - dork, by the way when I take his picture I have to go "ok ready? One .... two..." and then take the picture on "two" or he'll make a stupid face at the last minute!) on the main drag of the false-front little western town, so you'll get to see what it looks like. Oh, and we stopped on this side of the pass in Marblemount at the "bunny cabins." Strangest place, they have about 8 millions rabbits hopping around everwhere, on the lawns, in the street, everywhere. And they are relatively tame. I took a picture there too. I LOVE bunnies. I've had pet rabbits most of my life, so I love to swing in there when we pass by. From there we drove straight to Bob's Burgers and Brew in Fairhaven for the biggest goodest cheese burgers I've ever had. That and a beer, and a shower when we poured ourselves into bed, watched a Sherlock Holmes, and zonked. It was a nice mini-vacation.
posted by Krizzer 8:53 AM
Tuesday, May 27, 2003
Today, On the Other Hand
I have had so MANY sticks of work, I could plant a stick farm.
posted by Krizzer 5:13 PM
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