Crumpled Notebook

I know I said I would put this in comments, but I’m in charge here. Anyway, I know don’t if it was what I ate, or the fact I was thinking of dreams last night, but I really had some bad ones. Actually one long one that cause some things to resurface for me and made me realize something else. The dream itself doesn’t need to be on here, cause its not the dream that was important, but what I got from it. But hey, if you see or talk to me, and are just curious, I’ll tell you about it.

Yep, this is an interactive one (and a way to see if anyone reads these). Tell me either one of two things, or both.

1. What was the last interesting dream you had? (This could get interesting with some people…

or

2. What were your dreams in high school? I know, different kind of dreams, but I’m interested in both.

So yeah, make use of that little comment button down there. You can post with your name or annoymous, so I’ll never know, nor will anyone else.

I’ll post mine in the comments after some other people have. I’ll have to think (and we know how hard that is for me).

in Saturdayville. Yes. Another Saturday wasted away. It did look beautiful out today, especially when all those people were planting trees in our yards. Do you (people who live in Monterey) ever wonder why there aren’t any trees on Fort Ord? Probably is a reason. Why bother with more? I got my one tree in my backyard and that makes me happy enough.

And I’m happy enough to just look at the sun shining today and not be out in it. I KNOW it’s cold. My house is cold, so it’s gotta be colder outside. So much for sunny California. Well, actually it is sunny right now, they just don’t tell you about the cold. I would move to L.A. if it wasn’t for all those Doger fans.

It is a wonderful feeling to know that I had absolutely no reason to get out of bed today, and it wasn’t even cause I hated life so much, as I’ve felt many days. It’s the sheer lack of any responsibilities today. There is nothing I could do today that I can’t do tomorrow. That includes cleaning, laundry, reading, making phone calls. Yep, I’m 26 and I have one complete day with no purpose. It’s a beautiful thing really, considering in a few years (or decades) when I’m married and have kids I won’t have days like that. I’ve made it almost halfway through the day without seeing anyone directly. Only talked to one person on the phone. Sent a few emails, chats, but otherwise, no outside contact (that’ll probably change later today though).

Anyway, I’m just saying, my day wasn’t wasted. In fact, its the days like today that make going through all the other frustrations and glitches during the week, or month, worth it.

Yes, I said Christmas. Forget all that Thanksgiving crap. Yeah, I’m sure Thanksgiving is a wonderful holiday, and truely, my only basis for not liking Thanksgiving is the fact that I hate turkey, but still, this year, for once, can’t we just skip right over it? No turkey dinner, no green beans and yams, no accidently drinking your cousin’s iced tea, expecting soda, and ruining everyone else’s dinner as you spit it out. None of that. Lets just take the 2 days off work and be thankful for that. And hey, why can’t everyday be a “thanking” day. Do we really need to set aside one special day for it? When was the last time someone told you “Thank You” on Thanksgiving anyway? Its usually, “can we speed up the line before the mashed potatoes get cold?”

So yeah, I’m canceling Thanksgiving. You guys, you can just do what you want. I bet my day will be less stressful than yours. And all the while, as I’m napping, while you’re getting stuffed like a turkey, those Christmas sugarplums will be dancing in my head as I get ready for the coolest day of the year…Christmas! But we’ll talk about that later.

So. I’ve decided I need to do more blogs. I need to get my frustrations out somewhere, and no one ever reads these things anyway. If they do, they probably already know I’m crazy, so no big deal.

Anyway, I was having this conversation with some friends about how I HATE to think about things. I like instant decisions, clear cut answers. Sure, I like to ponder as much as the next person about other people and things that don’t pertain to me, but ask me a question that requires thought about me, and its all over. You’d think they just asked me to shoot my grandma or something.

So then, I was talking to another friend, and came to this correlation that when I used to think about things a lot (when I was younger), I used to write a lot more too. I could write for hours. Now, I hardly ever take the time to write and that makes it hard for me to express my thoughts. When I do express them, it’s usually in writing, and I rarely take the time to read over what I read (whoever created the “send” button on email is an evil person, they should at least ask “is that your final answer” or something). So yeah, I figure, if I write more, whether it’s in a journal, a blog, or just in general on my computer, maybe I’ll solve all the answers to the univeral (or at least myself).