[ No Comments ] Posted on 06.10.07 in dreams, random
I am not a sickly person. The last time I got sick was a little over a year ago when I mysteriously got mono at about the time I got a girlfriend. Now that I’ve been a single guy for the better part of a year, I have been able to avoid contact with germs and what have you, thereby avoiding illness altogether.
However, last Tuesday, I woke up feeling absolutely drained. I was fatigued and sort of nauseous, but I went along with my day and these symptoms wore off. I figured that I had dodged the bullet, but I was wrong. The next three days were a living hell.
It literally hurt to move any muscle on my body. It’s like I was laid out on one of those medieval torture tables and stretched until the muscles on my appendages were just lifeless masses of jelly. I had a fever and, much to my chagrin, there wasn’t one aspirin in the house.
Now, some might say that I have the flu. My theory is way more fun.
I’ve been watching the History and Discovery Channels lately, and they tell me that people who are possessed by demons have a history of waking up completely worn out and bruised, as if they were literally fighting with their demons while they slumber. Is it any coincidence that for the past week, I have been having non stop dreams about my new arch nemesis, soda pop? I’m not saying that I am possessed by the ghost of John Pemberton or anything, but it certainly would explain a lot.
[ No Comments ] Posted on 05.04.07 in dreams, observations
I was having a conversation with James the other day about bad dreams. My Dad called today and said he had a nightmare that I had a party at the house and someone pooped in the bathtub.
My question is, why waste time on nightmares? I mean, you get a few hours every day to escape the dull, monotonous life that has been given to you, and you choose to have a nightmare? In dreams, anything can happen. I just don’t see why you would do that to yourself.
Are we that screwed up that our inner psyche allows us to waste some of the best downtime on introducing worries and anxiety? If so, that sucks.
I guess I’ve held this sentiment for a while. I haven’t had a nightmare that I’ve been able to remember in years. I’m one of the lucky ones.
[ No Comments ] Posted on 07.14.06 in dreams, girls, television
Having the nasty habit of staying up late at night because it’s summer, I also have the opportunity to expand my normal television horizons. No longer boxed into the quasi late night shows of Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim Lineup, I can channel surf to my heart’s content.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am in love with Game Show Network’s Playmania, which is an interactive game show. Is it because of the fun opportunities to play along? No. Is it because during the commercials, I’m exposed to the dreamy voice of TV’s own Chuck Woolery? Kind of, but no. It’s because of the hostess. I am in love with Shandi Finnessey.
Who knew that winning Miss America could afford a person the chance to be a game show hostess on a basic cable TV network? And here I thought they would go on to use their newfound fame to, you know, help save the world and kiss little babies. Well, either way, I’m glad that I can spend my time at 2:30 AM watching this lovely young lady.