Can't Sleep...Clowns'll Eat Me...

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Friday, August 12, 2005

Am I normal yet?

Tomorrow should be my last day on my antibiotic regimine, and I can really only hope it works. I'm still congested, but the sinus headache has lessened to the point where a couple Advil can handle it. I can even sleep.

Ok, the oddest thing so far has been my dreams.

For the last week I alternated between just passing out and being in a semi-asleep kind of state. I knew I was dreaming, and I could realize how bizarre all my dreams were. It seems like every time I sleep I remember my dreams now, which is very unusual for me. They're all very detailed and they're full of people I haven't seen in years. For example:

I had a dream about going out to eat pizza. It was a make-your-own kind of place. I kept fumbling and dropping shit all over the place. I couldn't keep up with everyone else. I dropped a bunch of sauce on my shirt. Someone handed me a napkin, and it turned out to be the guy that I had this huge silly crush on in high school.

He graduated when I was in 10th grade, and I was just So Sure he was the hottest and smartest guy on the planet. I haven't seen him in 7 or 8 years.

I had another dream that one of my friends bleached her beautiful dark hair blonde and braided it, and I had to pretend that I liked it. I'm assuming most everyone has had to deal with this kind of thing at one point or another. We went out for burgers and the person that sold them to us was the same snotty uber-slut that used to antagonize me for lack of anything else to do. This was probably my favorite one of all haha ;)

At least I understand why most of my dreams involve food in some way. Until yesterday, all I had eaten in 5 days was a bowl of soup, a nectarine and a handful of crackers. My poor body isn't used to not eating. I don't get how those Hollywood people do it. I must have lost 10 or 12 pounds. It's not how I wanted to go about doing that.

I can't wait until I have more to talk about than how I feel like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse used me as their personal racetrack... Someday soon I'll be back to normal!

Thanks again for all the well-wishes :)

1 Comments:

Blogger Epiphany Grove said...

Good point. But really, is anyone ever normal?

6:07 PM  

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