dream

i dreamed they had set up security checkpoints like those in the airports for interstates, and you had to park and get out in this tremendous building. was on a road trip with my parents, in one of these near washington dc, and left my book in a metal detector. had to go back, and got distracted because the guard spoke portuguese and i spoke spanish and we could understand each other. then when i got out my parents had forgotten me and left, and all the payphones there were broken, besides which they don't have a cell phone so i didn't know who to call. someone took me outside and let me use their cell and i called information and got the # for great uncle who lives in dc, but it was their answering machine, so i called my favorite aunt and uncle in kansas. they came and got me and were there in a few hours (it would actually take more like 14 or 17), and we drove back the way my parents had been going and found them, finally.

i love vocal jazz. hee.

like a song of love that clings to me,
ooh, how the thought of you does things to me

are we having fun yet?

last night i left in such a hurry that i had to leave a heap of damp laundry on the floor in the living room.

result: it didn't dry overnight. oops. hope it's not moldy, as i just laid it flat on my bed to dry.

my mood's been unpredictable and wild lately. i think i said something on the subject before. steve thought it might have to do with the spring in the air and all. it has been having a strong effect on me this year. i'm a seasonal depression type of person. so maybe the spring is giving me upswings that are too much too fast or something.

but i get all weirdly shaky and restless, or sleepy, sort of unpredictably. i feel like i must do work all of a sudden, but then i lose the motivation before i have time to start it.

bleh.

honey but it's in god's hands

uhoh.

i feel sick.

stole an egg salad sandwich and chicken tenders and ketchup (read: processed chicken product; stomach demurs) instead of saltines and am regretting it oh mightily, yes, precious. may be actually ill, as my stomach's roiling and it occurs to me i've been hot all day. i thought it was just hot in here, but apparentemente no. and am nauseated. the claw of nausea is around my throat. er. that sounds wrong; maybe can't process images properly for writing either, though was attacked by sev. image and line bunnies yesterday.

we laugh in the faces of kings, la la. *sigh*

sickness is abating. good. because that would... suck. meh?

i am bored.

feel rather like making icons.

will resist!

<-- fierce.

and if there's a way to find you i will find you

domlijah update: page 19. yo, i deserve kisses.

illness update: didn't eat the rest of dinner, but i feel ok.