focusing dreams

a night full of dreams, vaguely remembered. the truly interesting ones occurred between the time that my alarm went off and the phone call from my SC asking where i was.

it's not like i have an excuse: i was too tired to go rollerblading last night. that can't have been a physical thing.

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i woke up yesterday still smelling paint. i woke up to a track from the kumba mela experiment, which was really amazing and a great way to start the day.

i again *just* missed a bus on my way out, but a different one this time. it cannot be!!!

i spent the day arguing about the gifts for our previous SC*, making guitar noises, doing fun stuff with my project, and receiving mixed responses to my new shirt.

* i'm going to send them via military mail, probably with a personal note attached

there's no need to ask people for statistics about their home countries when we have access to the wikipedia. chances are they'll give you inaccurate ones, anyway. it's possible that that will cause friction, and the case of myself and nystire it generally does. i do need to make an effort to keep our disagreements private, though.

we had an interesting and quick presentation about why we shouldn't listen to the media regarding any information leaked from military sources (my word - some of the printings are completely misguided!), and i spent the last bit of the day fighting the munchies and c# on two fronts.

i played frisbee in the evening, but my heart and body weren't in it. i was worn out.

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there's a rainbow pattern in my cafeneto coffee from the reflection off the blinds :)
now to rush back home to get dressed.