The places I stay with words.

this first entry has been scaring me for months.
i have a zippo lighter. it looks like it's made from worn nickel-plate, which would be a good sign of it's use, if i hadn't bought it that way. so i was nearly out of fluid, and decided to refill. filling to much led to dripping, which led to my hands smelling like a pleasant way to escape the day. and now i squint and brace myself every time i light it, and smile in amazement when my hand does not ignite.

i work the overnight shift from 11-8 at a home for developmentally disabled adults. in fact, this girl that i work for just woke up and popped her head in, making me flinch inside and wish she wore corduroy.
anyway, i relieved the 11 o'clock person, and when he went to get in his car, he noticed a drunken man sleeping in his back seat. so we asked the man to leave, but no. we had to call the police and they were.... the police. that was my excitement for the day.

lately everyone is trying to set me up with someone. i'm not sure how to feel about that. but i know it's bad when our dog keeps barking at girls who walk on the street. not guys, just the girls, and only when i'm outside. good dog, but his efforts are wasted.... i'm not that guy (that's a sportsnight quote, clay)

in the last 24 hours i watched all 16 episodes of the first season of a tv show called sportsnight. i tried not to like it. didn't work.

until recently, i would dream a couple times a month at most, and remember maybe 1 in 10 dreams. even the ones i did remember were like remembering a deja vu that you aren't sure existed before. In the past 3 months I have started dreaming every night. Actually, dreams every night would be a welcome change, these are nightmares and they haunt me. each one leading into the next, and i wake up at least once a night and find that i have to make sure my reality is intact.
I managed to wake myself from a nightmare for the first time the other day. In the nightmare I remembered what i had learned from the movie Waking Life and so i tried to turn on the light switch in the room, and nothing happened, so i realized it wasn't real, since you apparently can't change the lighting in your dreams, so i woke up in a deep sweat, wondering if i had been whimpering during the dream.

Current Mood: overextended
Current Music: eskimo friend; damien rice

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