Posts Tagged ‘dreams’

Last update: 16 weeks ago

Posted 12 May 2008 — by chad
Category Livejournal Import, Uncategorized

How nice of Livejournal to track that for me. As though I didn’t have enough guilt that I don’t blog or anything, now it’s telling me it’s been 16 weeks? Ye gods!

I’ve joined twitter. I don’t know why, but I update it more often than here, but I still don’t get the point. Anyway, it’s here: . I wonder if livejournal will turn that into a link for me? Guess I’ll find out. EDIT: Turns out it didn’t. Here’s a hyperlinked one: Twitter!

I had a strange dream last night (note that last night I watched Ferris Bueller, ate potato chips, and had copious amounts of alcohol, so it may have contributed). I dreamt that I was in high school and my mom decided to embarrass my teacher. No big deal, but the next day when I went into class (moving terribly slow, couldn’t help it, I was in bed) the teacher decided to humiliate me. So he made fun of me, berated me, and even made me take my shirt off (though I don’t remember doing it). Then I got called to the principals office. I didn’t leave fast enough for this teacher, so he put a hand on me. To this point I hadn’t said a word, but when he touched me I screamed “Rape!!!” and sat up in bed. (it was all very sudden). I don’t understand the meaning of this dream, but it’s a dream at any rate.

I’m in the market for a new laptop. My wife dropped the last one she had and now the keyboard doesn’t work (and she shattered the PCMCIa slot so no wireless either). I’m hovering between buying something nice that will last a while (technology wise) or buying cheap and making it an internet kiosk. My wife wants pricey, my checkbook wants cheap. Le sigh.

It’s to the point where I can hardly afford to drive to work every day. But if I don’t go to work I can’t afford…well, anything. That’s a problem.

I almost got a new job, but then there was a hiring freeze. I was getting excited about it too.

I have tons of comic books to sell. Any takers?

I think I’m done now.


Post # 41

Posted 10 Apr 2006 — by chad
Category Livejournal Import, Uncategorized

So it’s been a while since I posted. Sue me. :D

I had some strange dreams the other night. In one of them I was with my wife and we were leaving the house. Our son was in bed, in his room upstairs (the upstairs which magically appeared on our one story house, naturally) and our baby sitter from down the street was in the room next to his to make sure he stayed in bed. Meanwhile, as we were leaving, Draco Malfoy (have I been reading too much Harry Potter) showed up to move in, which of course we were fine with. We told him the baby was sleeping (back in his crib, on the first floor now) and asked him not to wake him up. Fine, said Draco. We get back the next morning from whatever we were doing and the place is trashed. Draco had thrown a party while we were gone (serves us right for being gone all night I suppose). So we dashed up the steps to the detatched garage to check on the baby (his room kept moving for some reason) and found him, asleep, yet surrounded by garbage, ashes, and cigarette butts. He, however, was none the worse for wear.

Then I woke up.

Another dream I had placed me back in High School. I was sitting in my second period History class, and the bell rang. I had so many books (I had just been to the library and they were nice enough to deliver them to me) and couldn’t carry them all. So I grabbed a desk, stacked my stuff on top of it, and proceeded to roll (yes, it grew wheels) down the hallway while I tried to remember where I was supposed to be for third period.

While I couldn’t remember, I did know where my locker was, so I set off for it knowing I had a copy of my schedule inside. I arrived at my locker and couldn’t remember my combination (thinking back, how many of us remember our combinations from 8 years ago?). I knew there was an 86 in it, but the combo lock only went up to 45. Frustrated, I turned to the girl next to me (who I knew from college) and asked her if she knew where I was supposed to be for third period. She shrugged, and I asked her if she knew what my locker combination was. She said she did and proceeded to open it. Then I woke up.

And then last night I dreamt of trying out for the Green Bay Packers.

I’m not one to normally remember my dreams. In fact, within about 5 minutes I’ve usually forgotten whatever it was I dreamt about. I’ve never been bothered by dreams before. Now I have three that I can’t get out of my head. I’m scared to go to sleep again!

I realized after my high school dream that it has now been 8 years since I graduated high school. Where did the time go? Just as sobering is the fact I’ve been out of college for 4. Where has the time gone? I don’t feel like it’s been that long. To know that an entire class of students has entered, studied, and left college while I’ve been away, and here I am still struggling to make ends meet and fighting with the banks trying to get my school loans at an affordable level. I feel like I’m still in college sometimes, until I come home from work and my son runs to greet me, telling me about his day (puppy, hole, nap, bed, wet, messy, CoCo!). What happened to all the time?

I turn 26 this year. I remember when 26 felt old, but now it feels…so young.

My son officially became a big boy on Friday night. The crib is no longer in his room, and he now has his very own “big boy bed”. The first night was a little rocky as he adjusted to not having the tall bars of the crib around him. And on Saturday he woke up from his nap after 10 minutes and came out of his room announcing he was all done. He was not happy when I told him that, in fact, he wasn’t and he needed to go back to bed. (All done!!! he cried).

And in other news…there is no other news. I’m not that involved in anything else. So if any soon to be Freudians want to dissect my dreams, feel free, but otherwise, that’s all for me for the next 6 weeks (maybe not so long…)