Her Smiling Eyes

Friday, August 05, 2005

10:30am and I'm up. Anytime I can use AM is a time to celebrate. I think I will get the newspaper and finish my yogurt right now, because nothing else comes to mind.

It's pretty nice out- not to hot, not too cold...just right. Perfect weather to comfortably wear a teeshirt and jeans. At least, right now it is. At now 11:02am. I haven't been typing for a half an hour, 10:30 is just when I woke up.

My pal called and invited me to birthday dinner at her house tonight. Not my birthday, her birthday. I wasn't even up when she called, so when I did get up to get the phone, it was very complicated because she was giving me valid information (dates, times, directions, etc) and my brain was like "Whoa!! Wake the fuck up, dude! This is importante!" So with in a matter of seconds, I began retaining all this instead of thinking about sleep. I got in all down, in my head and on a napkin I found in my room that said, "Jenny, please, eat me!" Honestly, I find the weirdest things in my room.

Speaking of weird, I had another dream. I can't believe I remember all these dreams. But anyway, I was in a hospital. I don't know who was in the hospital but I was there. Not in a hospital room or anything but in the downstairs part. Then I am outside, in the front of the hospital. I'm sitting on the curb with a friend. The only weird thing (besides the fact I'm at a hospital for a reason unknown so far) is that we have our shirts off. And bras for that matter. But I have a valid reason, I don't know what it was but I know I had half my clothes off for a reason. Otherwise, I wouldnt be doing it. Anyway, another friend comes with her family and they kind of give me a look...not necessarily a crazy look but not a unaccepting one. Then I see this friend who belong to the family, and she has her shirt off, too! I don't even know this friend's family so this is really weird being surrounded by them. She goes, "Hey! You have your shirt off, too!" and then I tell her my valid reason. We hug, though it's extremely akward being as we are both topless and embracing in front of her family. Just hugging, nothing sexual. By all means, this is not a dirty dream, even though it may sound like the start of some really odd porno. The girl with the family keeps talking to me and I am starting to feel VERY uncomfortable with my top off and everything. And while we're talking, the friend who was previously sitting with me with her top off too has just gone inside and put on her top and returned. So I look at her with this "WTF" face in bailing on our shared toplessness and then ask her if she could get my top, too. She does and I put it back on and feel much better.

How f'ing weird is that?? I'm TOTALLY not shy with my top off, or anyone elses top off for that matter :D Hahaha

I could make a book out of all these crazy dreams I'm having and remembering. I think it'd sell. Dreams are fascinating, if you're into that sort of thing. I am fascinated by them. Random movies played in your head to amuse you in your REM sleep. Only minutes before you wake up, too. All the movies are consisted of things you're thinking and have seen throughout your day and life. Even from movies and TV. They all mix together and make a dream. And sometimes, you can relate the dream to your life and what experiences you are going through right now. I believe you can find out a lot of stuff about yourself as well as understand yourself a lot better when you interpret your dreams. I've discovered a lot. I realize that all my dreams explain to me exactly how I'm feeling in some artistic interpretation of what I see in life. It's like a really cool psychiatrist pops into my head and paints me a picture of what I feel. And when I think back on it (the dream), it all makes sense. I may not feel any better than before but at least now I understand these feelings. I think the dream process is amazing.

I just finished my yogurt. There is something about eating yogurt, or pudding, with a very small spoon. I don't really know why it's more fun than any other spoon. But I always find myself eating these things with the smallest spoon I can find. You think it could be because I feel like a giant when I used tiny untensils? I don't really feel like a giant. I'd make a lot of sense, though, because I am short. Maybe I feel taller with a tiny spoon. I don't know, I don't really think of why I do these things...well, until now. But I just pick the tiny spoon. I like the tiny spoon. I like eating with the tiny spoon. I don't know why. It just amuses me so. Maybe it's another weird quirk in me. I didn't notice it until today. I think it was because I couldn't find the tiny spoon right away. I was searching and searching, then I wondered why it was so important to have the tiny spoon when I could just use a normal spoon. Normal spoon? That seems out of the question for me when I'm eating yogurt. Then I found the tiny spoon and oozed with joy.

Honestly, I think I've reach that point. The official point. The last straw leading to- I must be crazy.

I need to bake the world today! It's been a while (since I last baked...gosh, I sound like "Baker's anonymous") but it seems to be everyone's birthday today and tomorrow. I want to make cookies and cupcakes.

Whoaaaaaaa...both of the birthday bakings are for Katie's! WTF mate, what a coincidence. Or is it?

Chocolate chip espresso cookies and cupcakes.

But I need to shower. My hair still feels gross and hairspray-y and CAT COMBS AREN'T USED FOR PEOPLE, silly. UNLESS, you are dreading hair. But in my case, I just wanna get the nappiness out. And when the comb still has cat fur on it, that pretty much means no one uses it but the cats. They pretty much claimed it with their FUR.

Shower and then bake! Stop by and join me if you want (baking, I mean- but shower is cool, too haha). Whoa! An ambulence just scared me with it's siren!

Jenny at 10:57 AM

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Friday, August 05, 2005 10:30am and I'm up. Anytime I can use AM is a time to celebrate. I think I will get the newspaper and finish my yogurt right now, because nothing else comes to mind. It's pretty nice out- not to hot, not too cold...just right. Perfect weather to comfortably wear a teeshirt and jeans. At least, right now it is. At now 11:02am. I haven't been typing for a half an hour, 10:30 is just when I woke up. My pal called and invited me to birthday dinner at her house tonight. Not my birthday, her birthday. I wasn't even up when she called, so when I did get up to get the phone, it was very complicated because she was giving me valid information (dates, times, directions, etc) and my brain was like "Whoa!! Wake the fuck up, dude! This is importante!" So with in a matter of seconds, I began retaining all this instead of thinking about sleep. I got in all down, in my head and on a napkin I found in my room that said, "Jenny, please, eat me!" Honestly, I find the weirdest things in my room. Speaking of weird, I had another dream. I can't believe I remember all these dreams. But anyway, I was in a hospital. I don't know who was in the hospital but I was there. Not in a hospital room or anything but in the downstairs part. Then I am outside, in the front of the hospital. I'm sitting on the curb with a friend. The only weird thing (besides the fact I'm at a hospital for a reason unknown so far) is that we have our shirts off. And bras for that matter. But I have a valid reason, I don't know what it was but I know I had half my clothes off for a reason. Otherwise, I wouldnt be doing it. Anyway, another friend comes with her family and they kind of give me a look...not necessarily a crazy look but not a unaccepting one. Then I see this friend who belong to the family, and she has her shirt off, too! I don't even know this friend's family so this is really weird being surrounded by them. She goes, "Hey! You have your shirt off, too!" and then I tell her my valid reason. We hug, though it's extremely akward being as we are both topless and embracing in front of her family. Just hugging, nothing sexual. By all means, this is not a dirty dream, even though it may sound like the start of some really odd porno. The girl with the family keeps talking to me and I am starting to feel VERY uncomfortable with my top off and everything. And while we're talking, the friend who was previously sitting with me with her top off too has just gone inside and put on her top and returned. So I look at her with this "WTF" face in bailing on our shared toplessness and then ask her if she could get my top, too. She does and I put it back on and feel much better. How f'ing weird is that?? I'm TOTALLY not shy with my top off, or anyone elses top off for that matter :D Hahaha I could make a book out of all these crazy dreams I'm having and remembering. I think it'd sell. Dreams are fascinating, if you're into that sort of thing. I am fascinated by them. Random movies played in your head to amuse you in your REM sleep. Only minutes before you wake up, too. All the movies are consisted of things you're thinking and have seen throughout your day and life. Even from movies and TV. They all mix together and make a dream. And sometimes, you can relate the dream to your life and what experiences you are going through right now. I believe you can find out a lot of stuff about yourself as well as understand yourself a lot better when you interpret your dreams. I've discovered a lot. I realize that all my dreams explain to me exactly how I'm feeling in some artistic interpretation of what I see in life. It's like a really cool psychiatrist pops into my head and paints me a picture of what I feel. And when I think back on it (the dream), it all makes sense. I may not feel any better than before but at least now I understand these feelings. I think the dream process is amazing. I just finished my yogurt. There is something about eating yogurt, or pudding, with a very small spoon. I don't really know why it's more fun than any other spoon. But I always find myself eating these things with the smallest spoon I can find. You think it could be because I feel like a giant when I used tiny untensils? I don't really feel like a giant. I'd make a lot of sense, though, because I am short. Maybe I feel taller with a tiny spoon. I don't know, I don't really think of why I do these things...well, until now. But I just pick the tiny spoon. I like the tiny spoon. I like eating with the tiny spoon. I don't know why. It just amuses me so. Maybe it's another weird quirk in me. I didn't notice it until today. I think it was because I couldn't find the tiny spoon right away. I was searching and searching, then I wondered why it was so important to have the tiny spoon when I could just use a normal spoon. Normal spoon? That seems out of the question for me when I'm eating yogurt. Then I found the tiny spoon and oozed with joy. Honestly, I think I've reach that point. The official point. The last straw leading to- I must be crazy. I need to bake the world today! It's been a while (since I last baked...gosh, I sound like "Baker's anonymous") but it seems to be everyone's birthday today and tomorrow. I want to make cookies and cupcakes. Whoaaaaaaa...both of the birthday bakings are for Katie's! WTF mate, what a coincidence. Or is it? Chocolate chip espresso cookies and cupcakes. But I need to shower. My hair still feels gross and hairspray-y and CAT COMBS AREN'T USED FOR PEOPLE, silly. UNLESS, you are dreading hair. But in my case, I just wanna get the nappiness out. And when the comb still has cat fur on it, that pretty much means no one uses it but the cats. They pretty much claimed it with their FUR. Shower and then bake! Stop by and join me if you want (baking, I mean- but shower is cool, too haha). Whoa! An ambulence just scared me with it's siren! Jenny at 10:57 AM Comments: Post a Comment
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