Oh, thursday! Oh foul day! o mockery of the freedom of the weekend!
Anyways,
I think I might be coming down with a cold. I had better not be. I took my vitamins and chicken soup and an oarnge and all they great immune booster stuff, however this mornign I woke up with a raspy raw throat, and I feel that slight tickling way in the back of my throat that often signifies a cold coming on. However I am going to use pure willpower to boost my immune system and defeat these foul critters.
The PUKE sticker I put on my bowl seems to be working... No one seems to want to sip out of something that says PUKE on it. Ha, I win again.
Fell asleep early again last night. I dreamed about being in a run down school, and trying to find my dorm room that had a paper I needed in it. The place did not feel like a college. It felt like a parking garage with lots of concrete and metal railings. I was hard to get back to my dorm room because there was some sort of 'day of the dead' festival going on. I think mixed in with the costumes was a few ghouls. However I escaped them because I found a half-inflated pillow that I
discovered if I hung on to I could float around about 9 feet above the ground.
http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:43NB1DGyNzUJ:www.loc.gov/exhibits/eames/images/vcd15.jpg
Yeah, that's what I dream about.
Downtown sanford is having it's 'mardi gras' again in febusary. Sounds like another nice chance for me to drink beer in public and watch a parade.