It doesn't sound delicious, but it is
Dec. 9th, 2008 02:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
riariTwo things I missed on yesterday's post: first off, Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate is rather damn awesome, and second off, I went jogging yesterday for a little bit. That half mile felt like it was two miles by the time I got to the end of it. Need to get better a little more first before I get back into jogging. Guess I'll just walk in the meantime. I walked pretty much two miles yesterday anyways. But I thought I would give jogging a quick try.
And today I feel like crap. Figures. Cold's getting better, just feel like crap. Meh.
Woke up dream-addled and stumbling over to my alarm this morning to find out while yes, I did turn the alarm back thirty minutes, I did not actually set it. Which I guess works out that the weird dream woke me up at 10-ish a.m.
But yeah, those dreams. Annoyingly weird. First one I remember is in a house. We're preparing to leave but first we have to fix food. And there's this big stew pot of spaghetti I'm having to watch. And we have to go! But the spaghetti has to be finished. So I'm stirring this pot of noodles and watching it.
And the next dream is I'm in marching band again. We're practicing and it's the big day of performing. So after practice, we're sitting, talking and waiting around before we're announced. But wait! I don't have a uniform! Where's our uniform at? So I run off to get a uniform. But nothing's fitting right. So they bring out this other uniform and it's a bit big but it fits. Then I have problems fastening the snaps, and hey it's the wrong colors. But that's okay, we're all wearing different colors now! So they won't notice. But hey oh crap! We're late! The band's starting to march out already. So I take off running, hoping I don't bash my clarinet in the process.
That's when I wake up.
And today I feel like crap. Figures. Cold's getting better, just feel like crap. Meh.
Woke up dream-addled and stumbling over to my alarm this morning to find out while yes, I did turn the alarm back thirty minutes, I did not actually set it. Which I guess works out that the weird dream woke me up at 10-ish a.m.
But yeah, those dreams. Annoyingly weird. First one I remember is in a house. We're preparing to leave but first we have to fix food. And there's this big stew pot of spaghetti I'm having to watch. And we have to go! But the spaghetti has to be finished. So I'm stirring this pot of noodles and watching it.
And the next dream is I'm in marching band again. We're practicing and it's the big day of performing. So after practice, we're sitting, talking and waiting around before we're announced. But wait! I don't have a uniform! Where's our uniform at? So I run off to get a uniform. But nothing's fitting right. So they bring out this other uniform and it's a bit big but it fits. Then I have problems fastening the snaps, and hey it's the wrong colors. But that's okay, we're all wearing different colors now! So they won't notice. But hey oh crap! We're late! The band's starting to march out already. So I take off running, hoping I don't bash my clarinet in the process.
That's when I wake up.
