long and kind of boring

First I dreamed that I was walking home to my parents' house and discovered they had adopted a large pet alligator and had converted a good third of the front garden into a mudslide for it to play in. They didn't seem worried about it, but I pointed out that without a fence around the yard, it might attack passers-by. They put it in the basement temporarily and took me to church with them.

Then at church I discovered that I'd left my personal computer, a hand-me-down laptop (not really), in the church Nursery for the last six months or something and forgotten about it completely because it didn't work. While I was trying to convince my dad to get it fixed, scandal broke out because the rich elderly lady who is financially responsible for a great deal of the church's expenses had become senile and was throwing a temper tantrum and demanding people be thrown out of the recently-completed building annex. My parents had to stay and argue with her.

I got a ride home with a family with two children, about two and five years younger than I am, whom I haven't seen since they moved away from my hometown about 10 years ago. I suddenly realised after forty minutes of conversation that their mother had died all those years ago and that was why they moved awaay (it wasn't) and then I suggested we stop and take a walk along a new boardwalk being built on the river. It was very pretty and decorated with realistic sculptures of giant turtles and alligators emerging from the water at its base.

But then my cell phone rang and it was the little old lady who used to teach me Japanese in high school, telling me that she was going on vacation to Japan and asking if I had any questions for her first. She spoke Japanese, which instilled a long moment of panic because all the Japanese I ever learned had flown out of my head, and when I answered her Swedish came out. And while I was talking to her, we stepped on a portion of the boardwalk that hadn't been completed and fell off onto the bank, and nearly into the river.

Then I woke up. Not the first nightmare about forgetting Japanese I've ever had, but rather the most dramatic.

The laughable state of the sleeping schedule.

So the other day I went to see a psychologist and on the way there, I discovered my bus card was out of money. I can't speak Finnish well enough to talk to a bus driver (they rarely speak English), and for the record, I never want to repeat the long conversation that I didn't understand again. >.< So after the session (I enjoy speaking to psychologists, but it leaves me emotionally exhausted) I went into town and walked around with the [insert ominous music] BIG CROWDS OF PEOPLE for a couple of hours.

Then, of course, when I came home I was emotionally exhausted even more because of the Crowds of People Panic I'd been holding back, but I was too keyed up to sleep right away. I stayed up till the usual time, but then when I fell asleep, I slept for almost sixteen hours and woke up at 5 pm. I wanted to fix my sleep schedule, so I stayed up all night and took a brief nap yesterday morning before we watched Torchwood (thumbs-up) and then I went to bed early, at about seven pm. Perfect! Right? Wrong.

Because even though I woke up when daylight first came through the curtains, probably at around 9 am which was when I planned, the Crazy was lying on top of me, and I fell asleep petting her and woke up again at 1 pm. So I've slept this time for even longer and am groggier than ever, because the pressure changed while I was asleep and it's raining with a dense, foggy mist that fills the whole sky with pearl-grey so I can hardly see the buildings across the street through it. That sort of weather always makes me fuzzy-headed.

Here, have some She-Ra.



The weapon that produced that bubble is Hordak's diabolical "Laser-Bubble Blaster". Horrible! Absolutely horrible! And no doubt after he caught people in his clear floating bubbles, he was planning to put them in uncomfortable cells, or even give them as slaves to his eeeeeevil allies, who would make them sit on the floor all day without a bath like the Queen of Harpies did to Queen Angella.