In Other News...

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My replacement coffee pot for the Wal Mart Wonder came in today.

I spent a lovely day yesterday with unprotize cleaning up her house, listening to some realy great music, chasing after a couple of cats and having sushi. I also inherited some housewares in the process. And got some mosquito bites.

I decided not to go to the Starbucks interview. I don't want to take a job, knowing that I'll quit it the second something more accomodating rolls around. I've got the money to cover what I need and its only a matter of time before some place says "Okay, sure we'll hire you."

I got this uber-patronizing letter in the mail today ordering me to attend an "Early Intervention Seminar" for two days next week. Hmm...makes it sound like I have a drug problem or something?

I was in bed before 11 last night, asleep shortly after.

Bridget and I will have new roommates when Mea moves out...yeah, that's two. rolsby and skyewindsinger will be moving in.

I think that might be all the news for now.

Oh, I had a nightmare last night. I haven't had one since the really horrible one that I had while attempting to recover from The Death Cold From Hell (Where I dreamed that somethign was attacking me and trying to convince me that it was a demon, and I couldn't wake mysef up, even as I was actually physically attempting to stand up on the mattress)

This one didn't involve anything supernatural. Every time I've had a nightmare for the last couple of years, it's been some sort of evil supernatural being attacking me in my sleep. For reasons I can't recall, I and a few other people were sneaking around outside a warehouse at night. We were about to leave, when all the lights went on and police officers with drawn guns caught us. They ordered some other people dressed like bikers to handcuff us to a bar overhead, but fr some reason, never locked the handcuffs around me. There were four of us, and each was being watched by one of the bikers, who also had guns. The one who was watching me told me to leave since my handcuffs were open, and asked me why I was being so stupid...I wanted to run, but I couldn't tell if he was serious or just taunting me. He had two guns, and he put one to the instap of each of my feet and laughed at me...after a long time, he pulled the trigger on both, nothing happened- his guns weren't loaded. Someone else was saying something about injecting drugs into us, and at that point I ran. As I was running, someone reached over and injected something into my back. whatever it was, it didn't do anything to me. i ran until I came to an office with a locked door. I banged on the door, and it was answered by my 9th grade art teacher. I don't think she recognized me. That's all I remember. Oh, and at some point, there was something about it being my birthday and someone gave me a black coordless phone in a blue and purple box. I was really confused, but all i remember from that part of the dream (And I don't remember when in the dream it happened...after I escaped I think), I asked the person about it and they said "yep, that's your birthday present alright."

Weird. I woke up from it. i was scared during the dream, but it didn't leave me feeling terrified when I woke up and afraid to go back to sleep like nightmares usualy do. It was just...weird.

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[seaya.livejournal.com]

I had to go to that "seminar" during unemployment. It wa srequired in order to keep my unemployment.

It was way unneeded. It was like a resume clinic.

One woman's resume was sooooooooo bad. Typewritten, sloppy, and with no coherent order, and she got defensive at the facilitator.

It was an amusing hoop through which to jump :).

[sunneyone.livejournal.com]

I got this uber-patronizing letter in the mail today ordering me to attend an "Early Intervention Seminar" for two days next week.
did it come from the unemployment office or what? that's weird to just get it out of the blue.

that's a crazy dream. whoa.