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Last Day of Winter Break

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SoI don’t even really remember many winter breaks when I was younger.  I don’t remember what I did (except those three when I wrestled… I didn’t eat those winter breaks.  I know that.).  I assume it was child-like things such as sledding, snowman making, and other nonsense.  But don’t quote me on it.

So this one was filled with a week at home with my parents, sisters, brother, nephews, niece and friend (I only put one down, because he’s the only one… that I’m aware of… that was home).  But I got a few new games (Swish is amazing, Array is pretty good too) and spent several nights drinking wine and playing games with my family.  It was awesome, it was what I want when I go home, play time with the nephews and niece, and game time with the family and friends.

I got home a few days ago and Sam and I have been in ‘extreme lounge mode’.  We’ve been watching tv, reading, cooking homemade meals with new recipes, cleaning, and working on puzzles.  We put one 1,000 piece puzzle together, and are working on a second.  Its fun minutia and I like it.

So here I am, last day of break.  Lets see what is on my task list for today:

  • Dishes (Done)
  • Laundry
  • Take out Christmas tree
  • Write new blog post (Done)
  • Draw
  • Read
  • Scoop Cat Poop (Done)
  • Print out SLO’s
  • Review and take notes on SLO’s
  • Put Clothes Away
  • Tell Landlord about slow draining bath tub
  • Sweep
  • Vacuum

Alright, not a horrible long list.  Half of that I can get done in the next hour.  Christmas Tree is next.  We need to get rid of it in order to tell our landlord about our tub.  I took a bath last night and when I got out the tub half drained and then stopped to a slow drain.  It took, I am assuming, about three to four hours to drain.  It was most full and draining was l to the eye or able to be felt by the hand (putting your hand by the drain to feel suction).  So yes, tree first.

Oh… and I need to clip my fingernails.  I clipped them a week ago, less than a week ago, and they need it again.  Stupid healthy fast growing fingernails.

So now I’ll find some good music to play that will provide energy and get started on the day.

 

 

Holy Crap Part Two:

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So to follow up from my dream about the tiger.

In it, prior to the the tiger, I was here at my parent’s house, where I am now.  There were some rats that were rabid, or zombie rats or something, and they were only in the basement, which is where I was staying with Angelo (Angelo came home with me for Christmas).

I went downstairs to look for him.  Angelo came walking out from around a corner with another cat.  It wasn’t DC (the last cat my parents had) or Fumbles (a cat they had a few years ago) or Oscar (my cat that died earlier this year), but it was a cat that seemed familiar to me.  Angelo even got along with him as if they had lived together for years (which is weird, even though Oscar and Angelo lived together for years, they were never the type to follow each other around unless it was food time).

Anyways, they came around the corner, walking at first, and then running up the stairs behind me.  This was also strange, because in the couple days we’ve been here Angelo has never ventured upstairs by himself.  He’ll stare up from the bottom, but not walk up himself.  And these aren’t the first set of steps he’s seen.  Back in Buffalo he lived two years in an apartment where he had to go upstairs to use the litter box.

Back in the dream I was surprised to see this gnarly, old, patched-fur cat come strolling out.  It looked bigger than a cat, but definitely a cat.  It laid on its back and you could see missing patches of fur and scars where it looked like it had gotten in a fight.  As I went closer to the cat it got bigger and bigger.  Eventually it wasn’t a cat.  I was close enough to touch it when I realized it was a bengal tiger.  I slowly backed away but it flipped over on its feet and crouched low.  As I turn to run up the stairs it leaps at me.

And that’s where I woke up thrashing.  When I stood up out of bed I almost jumped back on the bed thinking there would be zombie rats (or rabid rats) on the floor.

Bizarre.  First really vivid dream I’ve had in a while.

Squeaky Bones

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While walking this week I heard a very low squeak noise with every step I took. At first I thought I was imagining it. The I thought it really was coming from my hip, or titanium, or something. It happened while I was wearing my glasses and I thought that was it.

It would always happen at work. As soon as I got home it would stop. It took me until today to figure it out. It was my belt. Somehow, despite never having done it in the past, my belt now squeaks with every step. Makes me feel mechanical or something.

Just… Weird.

Favorite Noise

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I have a favorite noise.  Its not a secret.  I tell lots of people.

I sometimes wonder  if other people have favorite noises.  It may be an odd thing to have a favorite of, but whatever.  A long time ago I decided my favorite noise was from those disposable  cameras.  That slight noise they make when you charge up the flash.  You have to hold the camera up to  your ear to hear it, but its there, and it is quite awesome.

I haven’t heard it in a long time.  In the age of cameras on cell phones and inexpensive digital cameras a disposable one isn’t much use, but for some reason I thought of that sound yesterday.  Brought those warm fuzzy feelings of the hearing the flash back to the forefront.