sweating like a pig

i'm really gross right now - trying to cool down so i can take a shower. i just got back from 3.5 hours of hard blading, and it was GOOOOOD exercise.

this morning i got to the base, and dove into some serious work. i crashed for an hour, then was informed by my commander that i could take a half-day off in anticipation of my previously mentioned holiday.

i was so messed up, i stayed another two hours on base just to sleep enough to be able to get home. and BOY did i sleep well.

i was reminded of a scary incident that occurred in '98, just before my finals.

-- STORY BEGINS--

i had a lucid dream one night, and at some point in the dream i was given the choice of being shot or jumping off the seventh floor balcony. normally, people wake up before landing, and it's been said that if you die in your dream, you die in real life.

i landed on my head (having dived off), and felt incredible pain and heard a loud crack before everything went dark, and i lost sense of time.

suddenly, i found myself in front of a huge screen, with dates and times flashing by in green on black. i realized in my "dream" that these were dates of importance in my life, and eventually i pointed at one. i immediately woke up, it being the exact date and time that i'd picked. also, my arms were completely numb from the shoulders down, which, considering the dream, made me panic.

i flopped around until my arms got insane pins-and-needles, and eventually went back to normal.

to this day, i still don't know how much of that experience was real.

-- STORY ENDS --

on my way to the bus, every person i know who saw me commented on how wasted i looked, and the bus ride seemed to take forever. by the time i got home, however, i was alright, and i immediately immersed myself in work (okay, a little messing around first, and talking to my mom online about my tattoo), and accomplished rather a lot.

around 6pm sammy and the dog came over, and we played some serious tekken. we ordered chinese... which didn't come with chopsticks... and watched funny people. some of those sketches are hysterical. and we watched the whole thing - turns out i missed the cake factory sketch, which is undoubtedly the best part.

we played some more tekken, then sammy gave me a ride so i could join the blading group. and i just got home about 20 minutes ago, exhausted, smelly, and hurting.

almost ready to shower, then bedtime for me.