I just can't take sitting in the fluorescent lights all day. My head is a boomin and teetering on the edge of a migraine. Once again I spent most of the day fighting against falling asleep. I am trying to absorb but I just can't. I'm wiped. I came home and made my to do list hoping that unloading those items onto paper would allow me to fall asleep for a little while. I did nap, but now I just feel off. I'm so out of it that I almost forgot the second test for the class I'm teaching was happening this week.

Just a few more weeks, I hope I can make it without crumbling. Paper. Must focus on the paper.

I had another one of those more horrifying dreams last night. I tend to say I don't have nightmares, I do, they just don't leave me waking up screaming just a bit confused and pensive over the topic. This morning I remember the pieces of avoiding this animal, I don't know if it was a cat or a dog that was evil and out to kill. I remember holding the door shut and imploring whomever I was with to help hold the door. I know I'm missing pieces but, from there I remember ending up inside at a kitchen table with a couple and two other people that I had reservations about - but I knew they had helped us escape the devil-animal. Then the male of the couple says "but it's okay because now she'll be a mom" and the woman of the couple looked down at her stomach as she turned the corner of the table walking towards me - I knew - to kill me, and then a few faces looked up at me with that knowing smile/smirk. That was when the alarm went off. Nice, eh? My dreams are becoming a bit too dark for my own taste.

I struggled to stay awake all day today at the "great opportunity" location. I never did do well in long lecture classes, but most of my day was listening to someone talk. It was just too much. Now to get the draft of my term paper done. *sigh*

The Chiefs lost! Waaaah. But I did get a nice signed game day booklet from England today! Thanks Zos!

I also got some of the apartment turnover complete, luckily the previous tenant did a pretty good job cleaning up. I did still have to run to buy some replacement items as tenants past scraped up pots that are now rusting and looking nasty. Why must boys use metal scrapers with no-stick pans?

I remembered a little creepy story I forgot to blog from my trip to the dentist. So there was a coat and hat sitting on a chair. I made my assumptions of who might wear these clothes while I waited. When the teenaged boy came out and left with his mother (who was also waiting in the lobby) left without snagging the coat and hat I was a bit perplexed. But it didn't compare to how horrified I was to see the rather old gentleman come out and put these garments on. The hat read "Do you want to go home with me?" *shiver*

Jamie Hillegas, whoever that is, is an asshole. Why pray tell? Because they're irresponsible with their money and have creditors calling. Ok, that doesn't make someone an asshole that just makes them stupid, but the fact that they clearly have given out my home telephone number to their bill collectors does make them an asshole.

I've been woken up several times, and told the people calling repeatedly that this moron does not live here but it appears the bill collectors are even larger assholes as they continue to call.

Thanksgiving. Ate too much, but need I actually point that out? I headed to mom's after work on Wednesday and woofed down a good bit today. She always does cook like the army planned on swinging in.

I have to admit even Thanksgiving as a holiday has me a bit sad. Holidays are rather pointless when all they are is another day with an abnormally large meal. Maybe my mood also reflects the never ending supply of 40something men that find my profile appealing. Blah. I don't want old. Shoot. I am not sure I want my age... I guess it's not fair to wish I could have my 20's back? I so should have spent them whoring it up a bit.

Does the goofy household discovery thing ever end? All evening since I've returned from my dentist visit (all clear!) and dinner at the Boulevard, Vixen has had her nose shoved back by the bookshelves. Great, so there must be a critter that came in. This happens as it gets cold around here - a small field mouse or two, nothing that lasts long. A while later I hear scurrying across the ceiling. This isn't a small field mouse. Ok, so it's probably a squirrel. Needless to say this flashes me back to the occasion when a squirrel came down through the chimney. Lesson learned on that previous occasion? While the squirrel can climb straight up the wall and across the curtains Satin could not, but she sure as heck tried.

Dangit, I posted last night but it tossed an error and wouldn't let me back in. Long story short the trip to Dayton was nice since we won and slid into first place, but I left with a sour taste in my mouth. To think they'd want to toss in the towel and cancel the game just to avoid being near the fan club on a bus. Say what they will that it was because they wanted to stretch out etc but I know that's crap from the way they danced outside as though a miracle could save them from their fate and from the row of empty seats between us and them as though we were going to bite. Will I take the next road trip? Sure, but it'll be to watch Bates play, not the Chiefs.

The trip had me fairly well worn out despite sleeping pretty well on the bus with my feet kicked up on the window. Tylenol knocked me out the rest of the way last night and I crashed out from around 9pm to 8am. It's my last chance to come in a bit late, so I took it. I'm sure I'll be working through lunch anyhow.

The Nailers lose again... and Ian MacLean returns to the Chiefs! Tomorrow it's time to see them win in Dayton! You'll recognize me. I'll be the girl grading code on the way there.

I was asleep by midnight last night. How in my mind that seems so early is beyond me. What have I become? My workday today was rather hectic. At least I still have part of the day Monday to finish up a few more things before migrating downtown. This is going to be an interesting couple of months. All I have to say is there had better be some eye candy down there. I have to test the loaner laptop to see if I can get into my timesheet and email since the tunnel won't work on my personal machine for some ungodly reason, so I guess it's time to head off.

I've said for years that the Detroit Red Wings (and Martha Stewart) were the Devil. If tonight's episode of Southpark didn't demonstrate my theory beyond all argument I don't know what does.

The Chiefs lost this evening. I'm too tired to have more feeling than a desire to turn in. But of course, there is too much to be done. I just realized that an assignment for the class I'm teaching was due at midnight (adding another thing to my to do list), what kind of a-hole teacher... oh wait, that's me.

There are just too many things. I need to start making more lists before things fall out of my brain.

oooh, but it's a greeeeeeat opportunity! Well golly gee, that changes everything.

I rested up after leaving work a bit early yesterday and did some work in the evening before returning to my bed for some sleep catch-up. This morning it was all about the weekly assignment. Now if I just had more hours and inspiration to crank out the individual paper. 5 weeks left. I can do this.

While the Chiefs lost tonight it was a loud one. The Word of Life crew was in town once again and kept the place humming. While the boys weren't scoring they were hitting. Some of the hits were hard enough you'd think they were expecting candy or beer to fall out.

Thanks to my little letter in the Tribune the other day I had a visitor at my seat... Thank you to Don Hall for giving me the pleasure of his introduction. I'm touched that you would take the time to come in appreciation of my effort. I wish I could do more.

For the first time in a very long time I left work not only feeling like I accomplished something but I also felt a bit hardcore. Judy was writing perl. Go me. I actually got somewhere too! I should have something finalized this morning that will pull all of the files in a few folders _with history_ from our old ClearCase VOB to the new one.

I foolishly went to the Southside last night with coworkers and didn't end up getting home again too quickly. Shame on me. I was dead tired yesterday afternoon and nearly falling asleep. Another late night with no progress on my assignments is not what I needed. I'm heading out early today. Maybe a nap, but definitely a jump start on work that needs finished up this weekend. At least if my nose is buried in my books I don't have to hear the wonders of my friends tauted by others.

I also just want to spend some time with my fuzzy girl. I am feeling bad at the thought of not spending the holidays entirely with her. But maybe that is just my mind and my paranoia staying a step ahead of me.

The Maple Leafs do have a good sense of humor.