Saturday
11 March 2000
Reading: not, very unusual for me
Listening: laughter of kids
Thinking: trying not to
Drinking: 
Ok-o-meter: 7, good day
Quote for the day: RIP Schroedinger's cat (ok who opened the box?) - tagline
Weather report: sunny and warm, little drizzly
 

Dreams again last night, again fractals.  It's unusual that I have dreams this many nights in a row.  Probably because I've been trying to remember them and write them down.  The only thing I can remember about last night's dreams is that it was something about handling Sid (which I haven't been doing lately) and I got a horrible cramp in my neck.  I excused myself from my drema and woke up to find that I was in a cramped position.  I straightened out and went back to sleep.

Wayne went to his sister's again today and I spent the day on the computer reading about a guy who deposited a junk mail check for fun into his account - and it cleared.  This is off of a page of what to do if you're bored.
 
 


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