Oddities

I keep having dreams that simply are not feasible.

Most relevant to this blog are the two involving Tori shows in the SUMMER of 2002 (in St. Louis and Orlando, which miraculously looked like Vegas in terms of geography) which NEVER happened. Funny, in my dream I remember them being fabulous.

Another disturbing dream I had last night involved me returning home this weekend to surprise my family and my MOTHER (?) telling me that I was a failure and to get the first plane back to Tampa and find a job.

Now I know my mother wants me to get a job more than anyone except me; however, she would never call me a "failure". Weirdness.

In other news, we had a guest speaker (the same one) in both of Dr. Morrill's classes yesterday, a very talented (and HOT, omgodujfgoiujgiofjei why is he married?) poet named Lance Larsen. His talk made me feel more/less confident about my own writing, as odd as that seems. But yeah. Overall more.

I am thinking of turning comments back on, but that creepy stalker is probably still reading this and I don't need a cut and paste of his 98908903894 line rant about what a "low life hustler" i am for the 2098th time...

Oh well.