Mitsurugi Ryoko, I <3 you.

Since the bus this morning was packed to the gills today, I ended up being one of the many standing passengers. Not really a big deal, except that the ceiling bar was high enough off of the ground that I needed to stand on my tip-toes to reach it -- so there I was, straining to hang on as I basically dangled from the bar while pressing my toes onto the floor as hard as I could to keep myself from swinging all about as the bus turned this way and that! So I definitely felt the burn this morning. Kinda makes me wish I had access to a pullup bar!

I had a dream last night that woke me prematurely. After waking, I thought, "Man, I should get up and write that dream down!" But I didn't and went back to sleep instead. Now I've forgotten it. 🙁 But, speaking of dreams, I had a series of strangely erotic ones a couple of weeks ago! One involved being trapped in a falling elevator with two girls of my acquaintance, with one alternating between pointedly ignoring me and sobbing into my chest and the other seeming totally indifferent to my presence. And then there was another one in which a different girl tried to seduce me in my own room! Watching her try to maintain a certain sex appeal as she maneuvered around the piles of action figures and DVD cases that litter my floor was pretty amusing.

Today my horoscope reads, "Tonight: Finally, you feel the force." Um, what the fuck does that mean? Did somebody mail me a lightsaber? Interpretations welcome.

Suddenly it occurs to me that, of the dominant factors by which our society gauges the worth of a human being, I am not in possession of a single one.

I see.

Hey all -- hope you had a great weekend. Unfortunately, mine was fairly uneventful and unproductive. It started off well enough, with me taking care of a few errands and having a good telephone conversation with Mickey on Friday (it's worth noting, however, that my mother interrupted the conversation no less than three times, insisting that she needed to check her messages), but then I ended up sleeping until 6PM on Saturday and, due to the time lost, not getting a whole lot done during the rest of the weekend as a result. I mean I guess I needed the rest -- these weeks always exhaust the living hell out of me -- but it's still disappointing. (I did get a new Scary-Crayon article up, though!)

So yeah, not a whole lot happened. Other highlights included: Outdoing myself in the kitchen with another spectacular dish on Saturday night, believing myself to have purchased an entire bottle of congealed eggnog (it wouldn't pour! but actually, only the part at the base of the neck had congealed; it poured -- albeit with creamy chunks here and there -- once I poked a straw down there for a bit), and watching more episodes of "Samurai Girl: Real Bout High School". It's a short series -- thirteen eps; I've only got one remaining -- but I really like it.

As far as other DVDs go, I tried to watch What Dreams May Come but ended up stopping the film fifteen minutes later. It's bad enough that the movie quickly went from charming to tragic with death upon death upon death (way more death than in the book, even!), but then Cuba showed up all blurry and started twirling like a ballerina and I said, "Fuck this!" and switched that shit off. Then I popped Vamp in, but didn't get past the trailers before I decided I wasn't in the mood for a film and should probably go to sleep. But first I watched two more eps of "Samurai Girl" and suffered through a headache.

So that was my weekend -- and now it's back to fucking work. Ja.

...and tight black leather pants. Yep.