mnvnjnsn's Diary To contact send email to mnvnjnsnATSIGNgmailDOTcom. 2003-08-04
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh, no. So, today I walked by a coworker's cubicle (let's call him "John"), and had a flash of relief that he wasn't dead. Confused by this specific thought, I figured I must have dreamt that he died, and so I told him so. I'm the kind of coworker who shares my dreams with people. You know, to make them uneasy. Anyway, in the middle of John's (I mean, "John's") confused response, I remembered that I didn't dream he died, but in fact I had seen in the news the night before that an apartment in his part of town was on fire and I had hoped aloud at the time it wasn't his place that burnt down. There are so many things wrong with that. Now I'm going to be the person who confuses reality with fantasy and vice-versa. Now I'm going to show up at work dressed in a dinosaur outfit because I dreamt we had to. And I may accidentally tell the boss to fuck off and die because I think I'm dreaming. Wonderful. I neglected the Friday Five on Friday. I make up for that now: 1. What time do you wake up on weekday mornings? 2. Do you sleep in on the weekends? How late? 3. Aside from waking up, what is the first thing you do in the morning?On weekdays, I take a shower. On weekends, I take a nap on the couch. 4. How long does it take to get ready for your day? 5. When possible, what is your favorite place to go for breakfast? In other news, my niece looks like Gene Wilder. My nephew got his room redone a la Trading Spaces and now has a completely Spongebob room. I've been playing a lot of Intellivision. That is all. 3:13 p.m. - 2003-08-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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