Hey. Who knows what we'll find in here.
I must have had so much energy yesterday because I only had those Excedrin to take for my fever, and they're loaded with caffeine. Today I must have been crashing from yesterday's caffeine high, because after calling in sick I crawled back into bed and dozed for a few hours. Perhaps because it was such a light sleep, I can actually remember some of the dreams I was having.I was at a carnival. At first it was like I was watching a movie, an aerial shot coming down from overhead past the rides and the platforms, and a sense that something dramatic was about to happen, and there was this weird guy who for some reason reminded me of Judd Nelson made up to look like a bearded Rob Schneider and acting like Adam Sandler in one of his moron roles (perhaps because I'd just seen a sketch where someone was imitating Adam Sandler's water boy). For some reason I kept picking up junk food...just like at work, where our customers deluged us with the stuff over the holidays.
A change of scene found me at my parents' house. Only a camera crew was there to film us. My "surprisingly spry" nearly octogenarian dad, my mom, and me, just as if we were among the rich and famous. On the dining table, a bottle of wine, and a bottle of Hunts ketchup.
Later I read an article about us on the web, and was shaking my head in dismay at all the stuff they just made up. It claimed I was so despondent over never having won a DVD player in five years of trying that I had contemplated suicide. That's not even true, I said to myself. Well, the DVD player part is.
All throughout, the cat kept jumping on top of me to try and get me out of bed, and maybe he was right.
