insights into the world of caffeinated monkeys
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Monday, December 15, 2003 Another Snowstorm Another snowstorm has hit, and I can see little bird footprints in the snow on the roof of the building next door. It's winter, I know that, but beyond that, my sense of time is all messed up. I feel like I'm swimming in a fishbowl--I can see the sky, see the clock, and I should react to the time, but I don't; all I'm going to do is keep swimming. I worked on Saturday for about 15 hours. I've worked a lot this week, and not just doing my usual things. I was office techie this week, cleaning the computers and installing a new CD drive and a printer. I was Santa's little elf, hanging all of the Christmas wreaths and swags and uncrumpling crushed bows. I was animal caretaker, feeding and walking the animals, forcefeeding some animals. I surprised the doctors because I knew how to use the blood machines to run bloodwork in house. So, I had a lot of fun at work. Other than getting peed on....that kind of sucked. I had a dream this past weekend, when I was visiting Mike. I dreamt that he lived in a labrynth. It looked like a normal apartment on the outside, but when you went inside, it was a labrynth, full of twists and turns and secret passages and illusions. Everything inside was shades of pink and red. The walls were a magenta hue, the sofa was magenta, blankets were pink, flowers were red and pink, everything was red and pink. Down to the toothbrush in the toothbrush holder in the bathroom. In the bathroom, there was something else though. Mike went in to get me a cup of water and returned with a cup of ice water. I asked where he got ice if he got the water from the bathroom and he told me that he'd show me. In the bathroom, one wall was what appeared to be cabinent doors--made of 1950's Bakelite plastic, pink, with orchids and hybiscus painted on each door in deeper pinks and red. The doors were very beautiful, and when opened, showed a refridgerator and freezer. However, no one could know that there was a fridge in the bathroom; that fact could not be said aloud or else the gnomes would come out and attack. I didn't believe him, so I said aloud that it was a nice fridge in the bathroom, and Mike took off running. I took off after him, chasing him through the labrynth, and as we ran, I could hear scurrying and scuffling from within. We came to an impass when suddenly, the chief of the gnomes appeared out of the wall, with a spear and headdress to kill Mike for letting the secret escape. The gnome was Christa. I recognized her, and I said hi, and we started talking about why she had to kill Mike. I explained that I liked him, and I was the only person that knew the secret, and I wasn't talking, and she agreed to spare his life. But she cut off his toe, to ensure future silence. You know, Freud would have a field day if he got inside my head. posted by jaime | 9:31 AM 0 comments |
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