The snow seems to have nearly stopped, and it was mostly just scattered flakes, anyway. And the weather report says Abq. should be dry this afternoon. But, damn it, it's cold and gray, and I don't feel like running around the city doing things that, frankly, aren't all that urgent, anyway. I'm sure no one will think less of me if I take the hours I set aside for errand-running and spend them curled up with a book instead. Will you?
(If I need another excuse, it's also true that I slept badly last night. Which isn't much of an excuse, I admit, as I feel more lazy today than tired. But I forgot to take my allergy pill and woke up in the middle of the night with an itchy nose. Then after I got up to take the pill, I realized I was cold and had to get up again and fetch the warm blanket I'd put away about the same time I packed up the sweaters. I did get back to sleep, but it seemed like shallow sleep, and involved odd dreams. Did you know zombies were allergic to milk? I didn't either, but apparently my subconscious believes it, as it was an extremely important plot point in said dreams. Then, when I woke up this morning, I was busy trying to buy a train ticket in South America. Yeah, your guess is as good as mine.)
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Wanna trade? I dreamt about three of my college room mates, and two of them turned into bitchy lesbians that started arguing with each other. (Thank God for the alarm clock!)
ReplyDeleteIt's because I mentioned going on a trip to South American on the trade the other day :)
ReplyDeleteI think I was on the run from someone, for some reason, and was trying to use South American trains to lose my pursuers.
ReplyDeleteI suspect this is due more to my having watched far too much television than anything else. :)
Wow I typed the word "trade" instead of "phone". The funny thing is right before I looked at your blog, I was reading basketball forums :)
ReplyDeleteHeh. I do that kind of thing all the time, so it's nice to know it's not just me.
ReplyDeleteI assumed it was a typo of some sort for "train," actually, even though I couldn't remember you talking about trains, specifically. :)
Maybe you were catching the train to South America and rent a crop duster in order to spray the Africanized zombies with milk before they could spread to the United States?
ReplyDeleteThat does sound like something I would do.
ReplyDelete"Bitchy Lesbians vs. Zombies" sounds like it might be the title of the latest Troma film. :)
ReplyDeleteHa! I'm sure it would have an audience. :)
ReplyDeleteI'd watch it, for one. :)
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