Website(s) of the day:
Image upgrade Yep. Megalon 14 sounds much more convincing. I want one of those shuttles.
Listening to:
Some lame talk show on the radio.
O.k...I had a strange morning. I had a totally bizarre dream (or was it just a dream?) I came down as soon as I woke up to type the description and I blew the bulb in the lamp as soon as I touched it. I was a little worried to touch the keyboard. Hee. I seriously think I need help on this one ~ but who the hell do I talk to that could help?
The Dream ~
I am in some kind of store, like Wal - Mart but it interchanges with a wooded area. I am with an absolutely gorgeous guy. I look down and see a very unique crystal lying in the floor: it looks like a large quartz point, about four inches long, but a purplish/blue. Sometimes, its texture is definitely quartz and other times, it is more like flourite. It appears that it grew around another point at nearly a forty five angle angle, bisecting it internally. (I wish I could remember what that kind of point was called.) Of course, I have to pick the damn thing up.
I look at it and, in the dream, I know someone left it for me to find. I carry it around in my pocket. Mr. Gorgeous (Think of the guy who played Max Evans on Roswell and you've got a pretty good idea...although, I would have thought that my brain would have picked the guy who played Michael. I always thought Max was just a little too much on the broody/serious/time-to-get-over-himself side. Oh well. I could go on and on about the differences between the two but this is a dream description and Mr. Gorgeous was fine.) Mr. Gorgeous and I are walking along with a second guy that I don't know. He is older, with long dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. We are talking about the crystal and how unusual it is. Of course, I have to play with it.
I rest the crystal on my right hand and psychically 'plug into' it. I immediately feel something happen, but not (dream) physically. It was as if I were psychically dizzy for a second or two and that the floor 'fell out' from under me (like when you're just about to fall asleep and you think you're falling.) Even Mr. Gorgeous feels it, standing behind me. The crystal goes back into my pocket.
We walk on, coming to an area that looks like dressing rooms. There are a lot of people here ~ mostly women. We're here because I have done some healing here in the past (something I just 'know' in the dream.) This day looks like a slow day and I'm not needed. Mr. Gorgeous is talking to someone he knows. He tells her that he and I are going to the park, not for reasons of battle or healing this time, just to talk and be with each other for once.
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I'm still puzzling over this dream. In it's own way, it was a very neat dream, for Mr. Gorgeous alone. Bwahahahaha....
Today was the start of summer semester, alright. Who the hell begins on a Thursday? Why go two days, just to stay home for another two? Anyway, so far the class isn't too hard ~ I had the homework finished in twenty minutes but...
I was convinced that I had done it wrong. What did I do when I got home? I did it again. Am I anal or what? Sheesh. I came up with all the same answers so I guess it was right after all.
I can tell that my instructor is definitely an engineer. I don't think that the yard stick left his hand once ~ he used it to make absolutely straight text on the board. There was not one crooked letter anywhere.
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