I finally found a stupid ad for my job packet for Writing. I was beginning to think I'd never find one in either reporting or public relations. But I have, so the easy part comes next. Yet I'm too tired to think straight enough to do my resum� and cover letter professionally the way I want so...they'll be done tomorrowrooni. (Yes, that is a testament to my level of tiredness. I'm almost going looney on you. Haha, I made a near rhyme.)

I've been tired for about a week. Could be a factor of different things. 1) The weird dreams I've been havin' lately, 2) the moodiness I went through last week or 3) my late nights. Well, there were a couple nights I went to bed early and I still slept (or wanted to sleep) in the next morning.

My personal opinion is it's partially from my dark moods/seizures and the strange dreams.

One dream was very nice, but odd. I can't remember much of it now as it's been two weeks, but I think it had to do with a family reunion at Green Canyon (an indoor swimming recreational place) and this one guy. I forget his profession, but it was something important like a doctor. He came up to me seemingly interested. The sparks flew, and he was quite handsome--dark hair, etc. We shared a steamy kiss. The reunion then took a bizarre twist. We seemed to be under some sort of attack from enemies. I don't know who. But he tried protecting me. The last I remember of that dream was me in an ambulance on a gurney. Apparently, I'd been "hit." He was in the ambulance with me, leaning over to kiss me. *waggles eyebrows*

Last night's involved my old group of friends from ISU. It was set in one of my favorite old movies: The Ghost and Mr. Chicken. It's a Halloween movie, which stars Don Knotts. He's the chicken who's dared to sleep in the town's famous mansion where a murder/suicide took place some 40(?) years before. For some reason we were all there, and going to spend zee night. Greg, whom I used to have a crush on a long time ago, was the scaredy cat. He was also going prematurely gray. He didn't want to climb the grand staircase. And I'm thinking if we won the bet, my birth father was offering to take us to Hawaii. Cause the next thing I know is we were zipping through the airport trying to make our flight on time. At one point I got separated from the main group and realized I didn't have a ticket. Finally when I was reunited with my friends--they were at the counter--I saw a ticket with my name on it.
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I know the disposition of women: when you will, they won't; when you won't, they set their hearts upon you of their own inclination.

~Terence

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