the Nonsense in Between

What's in a dream?

I have been having the most intense dreams lately. I dont know what they mean but i've been waking up in a cold sweat nearly everynight for a week.

Last night i dreamt that Dominic had bought a house and i was to meet him there. I was on foot because i had no car and I was pregnant. I finally find the address and I meet Dominic and the real estate agent in the backyard. I tell them I like the place and i want to see the inside, motioning to the house. They tell me that's not the house the one that's ours is the one behind it. Then they point up and i see three small houses up on some kind of stilts, one on top of the other. There arent stairs leading up, instead, there are narrow little ladders. I nearly faint from the thought of climbing up there but I dont tell Dominic because I know it would break his heart. The agent and Dominic start telling me all the wonderful perks of this little "gem" as they called it. And i couldnt hear what they were saying because I was having an anxiety attack about having to climb the ladder. I tried to psych myself up, after all this was our house, but i just couldnt see how i was going to climb up the ladder with my giant pregnant belly. Just then a series of comets break through the atmosphere and i wake up. I never did climb the ladder.

not the weirdest dream i've ever had. just weird.

weekend recap

Saw Saves the Day friday night and we're sad to report it was a little disappointing. Okay, it was alot disappointing. We got to the show at 8, apparently we'd missed the first band already and the second band was setting up. To our surprise the second band was Saves the Day. Just like that, no warning, no warm up. They played the shortest set ever and were off the stage by 8:45. We enjoyed the few songs they played but are a little sad about the quickie. Hopefully they'll make up for it the next time around.

Here are a few pictures from Friday night. Something's wrong with the wastedbrains gallery so I could only upload a few.

Yesterday, we joined our friends Jessica and April in celebrating their new pad. We christened their new place properly and they're probably nursing hangovers and cleaning sticky floors today.

from the caffeinated mind of a college senior

9pm: i'm going to be a "senior" for another year, does that make me a senior or a junior?
9:04pm: actually i'm a second year senior.
9:05pm: Damn.
9:10pm: i wonder how many credit hours you have to have before they give you an honorary degree?
9:42pm: mountain dew is gross. where's Dan Energy Man Mayer when I need him?
10:37pm: I heard you should try to hold off on urinitating while studying because it keeps you awake.
10:49pm: its also keeping me from being able to concentrate.
10:56pm: I also heard you can damage your bladder by holding your pee.
11:15pm: my marginal propensity to stab out my eyeballs increases exponentially each time I read a page in my economics book.
11:15pm: oh. dont worry about my bladder, I peed.
11:39: There's a fox on the roof.
11:50pm: v=(y*p)/m -so- (m*v)=(p*y) and i'm so not going to remember what that means in 8 hours.
11:56pm: economists take all the fun out of the social sciences. i hate them.
11:59pm: i dont think i'm going to get an "A'' on my econ exam.

heavy

life is heavy today.

Geriatric

While driving on the highway today I noticed traffic was being held up by this one car. From far away I cursed the driver but as I got closer I couldnt help but smile. The couple holding up all the traffic must have been a hundred and ten years old, they were sooo cute. I dont know, maybe i'm becoming a softy in my old age or maybe it has something to do with being a newly wed but I couldnt help but adore the ancient love birds.

One day when Dominic and I are a million years old I want to hold up traffic with him.

I always knew Santa was a wino

Yesterday while nannying, the twins brought up a controversial topic. They asked me if I believed in the Easter Bunny and Santa Clause. While trying to remain as neutral as possible on the topic I probed them for their personal opinions. We all agreed that the Easter Bunny is pretty unbelievable and childish but the boys noted that they'll "believe" in him as long as he continues to contribute to their candy stash.

The boys expressed to me that Santa, on the otherhand, is TOTALLY believable and not just because he gives the most awesome gifts. The boys said they were shocked to learn that some of their classmates dont believe that Santa is real.
And that those kids believe that its actually their parents, not Santa, who put all of the gifts under the tree. One of the twins responded to this nonsense by saying:

"if its our parents who put all the gifts under the tree why would they give themselves gifts marked 'from Santa'? and besides, I've noticed that Santa's handwriting is NOTHING like my parents' writing anyway."

I told him that his argument seemed totally valid and that all he'd have to do is take samples of Santa's writing from other houses to prove his theory. Then he responded, in all seriousness, with:

"well, yeah that would be a good way to prove that Santa is real. But what if he comes to my house writes a note to me then decides to drink a bottle of whiskey before going to my friend's house? Then his handwritting would be TOTALLY different."

Alanis Morissette Covers Fergie's "My Humps"

Its seriously like one of those car crash moments. Oh so very wrong but you just can't look away.

So, do you think this is a new low for Ms. Morissette or does she get points for the hilarity factor?