May 22, 2004

• I had the weirdest day yesterday. First I woke up from a dream. Sometimes my dreams are like mood music for the start of the day, and sometimes they’re totally misleading. I dreamed that my mother and myself were going out to shop, but my car wouldn’t start. It would only make gugguggug noises when we turned the key. So we took it to get fixed. They fixed it, but it still made the gugguggug noises, even as we drove it.

  
  

  At first we were driving along normal roads, then backroads, then we got to these roads that were little more than bike paths, but were still meant for normal cars. Finally we were on a winding and wooded path, and somehow we had left the car behind. We came to a kind of natural spring/wishing well. The water was so far below, we couldn’t even see it, but we knew it was there. The spring was at the base of a tree. It’s thick roots completely encircled the rim of it and trailed down into the darkness. I took out the change from getting my car repaired and started dropping hands full of coins (dimes and pennies) into the dark well. They rattled off the numerous roots until they hit the water with soft plooping sounds. All the while I was dropping the coins, I was muttering “I wish I will win. I wish I will win.”

  
  

  Soooo, I woke up at the sound of the alarm. Friday is my early day. (Blah ) Since they’re working on the roads (or are supposed to be) I decided to leave even earlier than usual just in case there was a lot of traffic. So of course, there was no traffic and no construction, and I was way ahead of schedule. After the dream I had, I decided to stop and not only get a jelly donut, but also some scratchoffs (why not?) So I got my donut and tickets, and went out to my car. I lost. Grrr. Then I was eating the donut and the stupid thing decided to get its revenge by disgorging its guts upon my shirt. Yay! lol Stupid donut. Luckily I had enough time left to rush home, change, and get to work without being late.

  
  

  Third hour into register duty (yuk), the alarm went off as this guy rushed through the sensor, his arms loaded down with a pile of books and cds. Tossing my work aside, I rushed out the door after him. He was climbing into his running pickup truck. Um, cheekie shoplifter to say the least.

  
  

  So I walked up to him, his foot already in the door of his truck and said, “Ex-Cuse me!” He looked up. “You Beeped!”

  
  

  “Um, yeah…” he agreed. Imagine drool sloshing from his slack-jawed stupid head. Seriously, the guy had this aura about him that would have made Homer Simpson consider himself a genius.

  
  

  “You’ll have to come back inside.” I told him. He did. I took the books. “Do you have a receipt?” No. “Who waited on you?” I don’t remember. “I’ll have to call a service manager.” Um, OK. So I did and as the service manager was coming up, he dashed out the door and took off. Moron. Ah der? I hate stupid people. If only I was lawfully allowed to smack stupid people… but officer, he was stupid… he needed to be conditioned and I didn’t have any electrodes to attach! Oh, OK, carry on citizen. Yay! Dream world! lol

  
  

  So after this, everyone was asking if I tackled him and dragged him back inside. Which is much more exciting than the man following me back inside like a lobotomized sheep. I told them I knocked him out with my Princess Diana tiara and that I’d really like a Wonder Woman Lasso if they could find me one. I also told them no one should mess with me when I’ve got low blood sugar. hehe ROAR! lol (It was about a half hour till lunch when this happened.)

  
  

  Anyway, my shift ended and I got out to my car to discover I’d left the headlights on! Eeeek! Was the dream coming to pass? Nope, because the car started right up, no problem.

  
  

  Like I said, weird day.

  
  

  Last night, I dreamed I was in my old Jr high school which had been converted to a bookstore by my former evil boss from the bank, or as I often referred to her in my head, “the Ice Queen.” Apparently I had loaned books to be sold, but her new business wasn’t doing so well, so she had called me to come and take my things away so they could move into a smaller space. And while I was there, I should take one of the registers too which had come from my mother’s yardsale. Then I was outside in a field of flowers with my former boss and I fell in the grass. It was not until I was on the ground that I noticed just how many bees were there, and one really big, fuzzy bee. I realized it was a bees’ nest! Eek! 

  
  

  When I got up, there were several bees all over my left arm. I wasn’t too worried, though my former boss was freaked and said I should get them off or they would sting. I said no, they probably wouldn’t unless I raised a fuss. Most of them flew off, but one did sting me. I knew it would die because the stinger gets pulled from the bee’s abdomen when it stings something, so I carefully took hold of the bee and stinger and pulled both from my arm so the bee wouldn’t die. The sting hardly hurt at all. I was a little worried the other bees would sting too (following the first bee’s example), but they flew off and I woke up.

  
  

  I wonder how weird today will be.

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