Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Thursday 5:23am 4Jan07
Moving a little slow this morning but I can't expect to be speedy Gonzales every morning although I wish I could be. I woke up to the song, "I Believe I can Fly," which was like a good morning from my Mom.
I dreamed that I was given or won hundreds of dollars in gift certificates and I was trying to do my best to spend them all. I met up with these Irish boys at a pub and sat and chatted with them and drank a beer or two. Then I rode on some strange elevator with my cousin Christopher to get to his car in a weird underground parking lot that had subway trains and cars passing by at the same time. It's weird but all forms of transportation are always strange in my dreams. They are never a proper representation. Either they are futuristic looking or if I'm on the subway I have to jump from the train to get on the platform or I have to walk across the tracks to catch my train. I'll have to think about that more. Find some interpretation for my transportation issues.
Boy, I could climb right back into bed especially when I watch Zo Zo the Zeldooch having another snooze. Even Picasso is eying her like, "hmm you've got a good idea there kid."
I made it to 2.5 hours of writing yesterday. It really is a challenge trying to juggle all the things I want to do, like writing, working out, cleaning the apartment. etc etc. I did manage to mop the floors last night. In my kitchen, I have those kind of tile floors that never really look clean, much to my chagrin. I don't love cleaning and when the floor doesn't really look clean. sigh! That's a real motivator. I probably just need new tiles, I have been living here for a mighty long time. If this were a house I'd have changed them ages ago.
No romantic encounters yesterday. Plus I managed to stay out of the lesbian octopus' radar. Thank God for small wonders.
Not too much to say this morning.
Today's your Friday Grinny Lolo, can you be more excited? And yes dammit, I will miss you tomorrow!
EY
