When I was younger I read a lot. I always checked out the library limit (35-40 at a time) and had them all read well within their due dates.
I walked out of the library today with just a handful of books, knowing sadly that there will almost certainly be one or three of them that I do not get to open at all before they’re due.
I realized my reading habits are rather like my eating habits: they haven’t really changed over the years, while my metabolism has.
Aaaargh. I’m looking at renewing my passport and I find myself physically uncomfortable and resistant to the idea of putting my old/current passport in the mail — even if they give it back.
A strange, long dream. One I can’t really share here or hardly at all. My old house, I think more than three stories high in this case.. many people in it, but three guests in particular of note. …
Dream involved a snake in my room. Hiding in the shelves/closet or something. Copper-colored, but very smooth, from the glimpse I saw of its head, so don’t think it was a copperhead. …
Very happy birthday to Alba. I hope this year is good to you, particularly, and that you have as many slices of cake, cupcakes, and happy things as you want.
dreams:
a llama was involved in an attack on the sideview mirror of the car. I think it chewed it off.
family was in danger.. someone was out to kill all of us.. parents aware.. needed to survive the night (at home?) and then would board a plane or some other mode of transport away the next morning. death threat was serious.
needed to somewhat feign no knowledge of danger.. was going to all sleep under the bed? but that wasn’t going to work (I found even I could barely fit) so I insisted they all sleep on top of the bed together (king-sized bed..) and I would stay awake through the night and keep watch. a friend or two was involved. I was trying to figure a way to position the tv(?) so that I could play Nintendo while facing them without the light of the television disrupting their sleep..
The Wooden Sky – Oh My God (It Still Means a lot to Me) Josh Ritter – Change of Time Polly Paulusma – She Moves in Secret Ways Pearl & the Beard Noah and the Whale Frightened Rabbit Stars – On Peak Hill Maria Taylor – Cartoons and Forever Plans Jack Savoretti My Favorite Highway Ingrid Michaelson – Are We There Yet The Paper Raincoat – It All Depends Ian Axel – This is the New Year The Nova Echo – Satellite AI
Chinese New Year has always been important in my family.
While even illness was seldom an acceptable excuse for missing school, my mother always kept us home on the day of CNY.
It’s like an all-in-one of Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s day, plus a heavy dose of Asian culture and tradition. There’s emphasis on abundance, family, respect and gratitude; there are gifts exchanged, drinks consumed, good wishes cheered, and hopes refreshed for the brand new year.
Between the red envelopes, the tea pouring, and the over-consumption of delicious food, Chinese New Year is about friends and — especially — family. While it’s a huge public event, Chinese New Year is, more importantly, a very private, personal holiday that we share with those we love and trust and wish good things between.
Nightmare last night. Yet again went to bed much too late so was very very sleepy and that’s when it attacks — the sleepiness makes it difficult to break out of. It’s like knowing you’re sleeping and then trying to wake yourself up, but waking yourself up from the inside out is like focusing your eyes on a “Magic Eye” image, where a picture can be found in a two-dimensional surface if you just focus/unfocus your eyes at the same time in the right way.. I’m quite good at seeing Magic Eye images, but I haven’t quite mastered waking up right at will.
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