Monday, Nov. 26, 2001
Lucid dreams about folk singers and elephants.


I am listening to a song named, "Old Manatee." That's just a funny song title for a psychedelic country rock band.

My fingernails grow much faster than I would like them to.

Things from the first day at the new job: after having been told at least 6 times by 6 different people that we could not miss one day of training I had to ask for an afternoon off to go to FREAKIN' court. lame. After finding out everyone in the rooms favorite movies and musical acts, I would have to say that my two favorite were one girl who said that her two favorite movies were "The One," and "Thirteen Ghosts." Apparently we are in some kind of film renaissance. The other favorite was another girl who very confidently said, "I don't have favorites." Either she feels very strongly about the equality of all things created, has no interest in movies or music, or was objecting to pigeon-holeing herself so easily. Kudos.

Even nyquil cannot make me sleep the night through. What wakes me up so much? Is it an uncomfortable bed? Is it the cat who is scrapping around? The nyquil does provide me with lucid dreams, which is fun.

Winning money on football is fun.


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