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So how are you this morning? I’m ok. Even though I didn’t get “work” done yesturday (and I have lots to do) a few things seem to have been resolved. I eat real food, including perogies and part of a california roll. A few more days and I won’t worry about the little hard things […]

Well, the flushing seemed to do something, if only exaust me into sleep. Finally got to bed and dreamin’ around quarter to four, only to wake up 583 times between then and my 7:10 alarm to go and get rid of previously mentioned pitchers of water 🙂 I still kinda feel something in the throat,

Update: Teeth went pretty well, considering they ripped things out of my jaw. The dude wasn’t an oral surgeon so I didn’t get the opportunity to choose general or local anesthetic. Bummer, considering that they ripped things out of my jaw. The bottom teeth were the worst, with the doc occasionally saying decidedly un-reassuring things

My dream: It’s still fresh in my mind. I brought my car in to the shop for something (the shop was located where the Save-on-Foods is now at the bottom of the hill) and they took it away from me! Kinda. Apparently in my dream when I bought my car originally I bought it on

Nose is starting to dry up I think. Not sure if it’s the allergy or cold stuff that’s helping though.

Normally when I update at this time of night it’s going to be an early night for me going to bed. Tonight, not so. I was in bed around 10pm last night(!!!!). Scary but true. I’m up now because my cold/allergies are about to kill me. I’m sitting here with my eyes not quite working,

I had a couple of vivid dreams last night, except the only one I remember is the last one. The first one I remembered really well when I woke up at 5am, and said to myself “you just have to remember the word …” and of course I don’t remember the word. The one I

If the FBI is monitoring this page (as they should be) they’ll be interested in my latest dream. I was a willing participant in the assasination of Sinead O’Connor. Not someone who actually was doing anything, but I knew about it and did nothing. Maybe it was some sort of introspective thing to do with

Had another really wierd dream last night. It was wartime, and part of my work building (the middle part, with the bathrooms and the hall around them) was there, by the beach. It was being attacked and bombed (this was brought on no doubt by far too many hours of playing Urban Terror [archive.org link]

Well, last night was definately not as restful as the night before. After removing a bunch of accounts (shell access anyway) on ufies.org (due to a DoS attack) it was about midnight. Around then I checked my mail and Cuv from work had asked me to change a DNS entry for his new domain. No