This week was cool enough. Anneleise made some wicked nasty pizza wednesday at lunch. *(and by wicked nasty i mean it was eh, scrumptious) The minestrone soup.. not so good. The banana split mocha: decent, could be better if i played around with it. The food was overall decent. I heard there were some meaty sandwiches. Yum.

As cool as that is, i have to admit, i haven't been a good steward of this week. That despite the fact that i aced the Physics II exam. That despite the fact that i skipped a class and therefore got a good grade. That despite the fact that i have no enemies, i was witness to the most beautiful moon tonight, that there ever set foot in the sky, and for at least a six mile radius, tonight in our little town, there is world peace.

I have the opportunity to go to the greatest country on earth, Brazil. I say that because they have reputedly the best barbeque restaurants there. Also quite a nice river. As well as the general south-of-the-hemisphere flair that gets me going. I am planning for that. Why am i not happy?

I had this crazy dream last night (this may or may not relate) (and you may or may not see the significance, or care) but i almost never dream, so i will write this down. I was at home, i think. Dave my brother was there, and he was visibly scared, scared of what he was going to become, or of what was going to happen to him. I wasn't scared, in this dream, i was trying to comfort the lad, trying to impart all my wisdom to him (you know, college wisdom, life wisdom) and get him to calm down.. That leads me to another point.. sometimes i think myself wiser than i am, i think. This isn't good of course :-P Although i do feel as old as time. But my dream: It was odd cause i never see my brother visibly scared like that, wide-eyed, fumbling shock, like he'd just realized something vital, and maybe it was far too late. It was really vague, but it started my day off in a foul mood. Usually when i dream about Dave, it puts me in a good mood. Oh well.

So after the dream smote my morning, i didn't eat breakfast, then i was really lonely for a long time. Why i let myself get that way, search me. Hodgkins and i talked for a bit about life, the universe, and everything, which we never really finished cause Garrett came in... from there the conversation went to surfing and paintball :-P

Today i think i was grasping at straws too much. I always claw at time as if it were something i could recover. I hate not remembering that it's there to ride on. Maybe that's it. *...muse for a moment..* There's always more time, if you make it, i've found. Usually there's gobs that you didn't realize were there. Something to play with later, i suppose.

Funny. I dreamed about someone else this morning. I have to keep track of these dreams, i think. So in this one, I saw a news flash on Fox News (mind you i was at mom's house in colorado) and there was one of those 'coming up next' captions, where after this commercial break they'd tell you about the latest forest fire, or community event.. Well anyhow, Amanda A's name flashed across the screen, and there was a picture of SOMEONE burning on the ground in a fetal position. I didn't like it, i had to know what the deuce was going on, so i waited for the newscasters to cover the story, and as it turned out, it was a dream, so they didn't, and i woke up before my alarm. Did i wake up out of anxiety? I don't think so. I dunno. Okay i'm gonna grab some lunch with Bohall.