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No, I was not a happy camper last night. The first weird dream had me meeting someone (I'm guessing Catherine "the Great" from decades ago with whom I used to travel to Niagara-on-the-Lake for the Shaw Festival) at the edge of the lake to catch the (now non-existent - I'm guessing - hovercraft) boat to take us across the lake. There was a narrow sidewalk that led to a small patch of sand where we would embark via a platform similar to a PT boat (no, I have no idea where that came from). However, as soon as I was aboard (ha!), the boat turned into an express bus and I didn't have the exact change for the fare ($22.50) and nobody was willing to make change. Catherine had already disappeared (which was one of her trademark forms of betrayal, not being where she was supposed to be), so I didn't know where to turn. Even stranger was hearing the driver say that we would be picking up "local" passengers on the edge of the suburbs. Very confusing.
The second dream was closer to when I woke up (at 7:04, when I glared at my phone display). I'm annoyed because I remembered it when I woke up, remembered a few more details a few hours ago when I was lying in bed but, now, when I'm at the point of describing it, I can't remember a single thing. Hey, brain. I want to remember what YOU were doing to me. ::sighs::
After being little rats all night long, the cats were mostly content all day. CeCe has found a new place to sleep when with me. If she's not on the bed, then she's splayed out along the length of the sturdy coffee table. I am definitely surrounded by stranger-than-strange cats.
Still slightly dizzy from the heat and did drift off during the news, waking up at 7:30. Well, it's not as if I were really missing anything, when there are so many deaths, both locally and abroad. And, just a few minutes ago, my fingers began to throb. ::shakes head in disgust:: What am I - an amusement arcade for my maladies??? At least I had a wee diversion by watching tonight's repeat epi of Castle.
The second dream was closer to when I woke up (at 7:04, when I glared at my phone display). I'm annoyed because I remembered it when I woke up, remembered a few more details a few hours ago when I was lying in bed but, now, when I'm at the point of describing it, I can't remember a single thing. Hey, brain. I want to remember what YOU were doing to me. ::sighs::
After being little rats all night long, the cats were mostly content all day. CeCe has found a new place to sleep when with me. If she's not on the bed, then she's splayed out along the length of the sturdy coffee table. I am definitely surrounded by stranger-than-strange cats.
Still slightly dizzy from the heat and did drift off during the news, waking up at 7:30. Well, it's not as if I were really missing anything, when there are so many deaths, both locally and abroad. And, just a few minutes ago, my fingers began to throb. ::shakes head in disgust:: What am I - an amusement arcade for my maladies??? At least I had a wee diversion by watching tonight's repeat epi of Castle.
