hmm
last night went to dinner with trevor and tonya to pappadeaux. had good catfish. then back to his place for a short while. couldn't fool around because he was oncall. had to check people in and all :'(
this week seems to be dragging, slightly, but it's almost friday.
i have no clue as to what's happening this weekend.
i know that i want to spend time at my place and .. being physical. doing pushups this morning felt good. i slept like a ROCK! was up around 06:00, did a little working out, then back to bed until 09:00.
i love that feeling... feeling rested.
ate chewy exlax (mcdonald's) for breakfast because i was starving.
crystal is going to get some italian wedding soup for lunch for us now.
next week i'll be by myself monday and tuesday. that should prove to be interesting. just me and terri. ugh. i hope she doesn't make me stab her.
just two weeks and i get on a plane to oregon. it's starting to become a realization. i'm sure next week i'll be sweating bullets. i'm trying not to seem scared, i know trevor is in the same boat. i figure two freaked guys is worse than just one.
i had a dream that i was lost in my own city, amongst the dirt and freaky people. i was driving fast and scared, with no one in site that i knew. i had trevor on the cell phone, but couldn't "find" him anywhere. i also was driving a crappy truck and somehow my comforter got all greasy. then it started to rain. i put the comforter back on my bed all covered in oil and grime. i'm still trying to figure out the symbolism in that. i think it's just ... because of current events and me doing new things soon.
afterall, what good is playing in the mud if you can't get dirty.