dreams and denver …
last night’s brief episode of snoozing between 5 and 7 a.m. was filled with strange dreams filled with godzilla like mud monsters, a labyrinth like compound in multilevels and a drug induced strip tease caught on tape … of me.
don’t ask, i have no idea. best i can tell is remnants of television that included “the apartment”, “dirty jobs” and “inuyasha“.
the Aleve i took at bedtime seemed to have helped with the stiffness. i finished inking the siren scarf last night and tonight i’ll be applying the dye. Shotgun Messenger will have to wait a while as i have other more pressing obligations to attend to. [also, i hit a wall on that one, and it's best to just set it aside until it works itself out].
i have a wedding to go to saturday. i don’t really have time for a social life right now.
other big things on the horizon. there’s been idle talk about uprooting ourselves and moving to denver. i am trying to be the voice of reason and economics, but it’s two against one. more about that later, though i didn’t find it necessary to mention it before, it seemed like a “fat chance” situation … now, i’m not so sure.
. . . . . .
unrelated, but charming …
check out this webcomic.
it’s painful, yet original and very well done.
*love*
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