So I've noticed that my computer, an older mac from a few years ago, has been heating up Very quickly lately. I am a little afraid of the whole break-down-because-the-drive-gets-too-hot thing. I've had that happen in the past, and I'm not sure how I fixed it that time. Maybe I need to take it into the Computer Guru. I'll probably call them/stop by today. I need to remember that when I go out.
Today I have to go pick up salmon at the market. I kind of wish Josh was going to be there instead of Scott, but I do really love Scott and cherish the moments I spend with him. I'm going to ask him if Brew'd is hiring for a few mornings a week, as I am looking for a bit more of a people job so that I can work up to working full-time-ish again.
My mind has been on Nick a little bit, but this morning, Holy Moly! I was, and usually am in the mornings, a hug sex machine. I put in Sex and the City because I woke up at 1:30 and was feeling quite awake and quite enthralled with the possibilities of sex. Then, when I went back to sleep, I dreamed of my own version of 12 Years a Slave. It was a strange thing, because I haven't seen it, so I just made it up from this mother's point of view, following around her little daughter in the fields. She walked around the muddy puddles in the fields because she didn't want to get her feet wet, but the owner of the plantation couldn't know they were there for whatever reason. She picked some of the cotton and hurt her hands, and the man who was helping them had left extra. In another part of the dream there were bunk beds that I shared with Reagan, and he left for an extended period of time and I got myself settled in, thinking sexually, and then he reappeared and I was like, uhhhh what are we going to do? That was in a city (probably because I was watching sex and the city before I fell back asleep) and I walked around in the streets for a little while. Streets. Walking. It's such a different thing than here, where cars are needed to go anywhere.
The smoke detector in Ryan's room has been blipping for the past hour, and I'm not sure what to do. If I recall correctly it can go off continuously if you take out the batteries wrong or something, and I don't want that to happen. But I do have batteries if I can reach that high. I am waiting to go to the bathroom before hand. Oh the silliness of routine. Then I have to go to the market, get my hair cut and pay for that :( sad day, and then run some other errands. I want to go to Cotton On and get a couple shirts and comfortable pants on sale, and cotton, so that I can be comfortable in acting class without having to hate the jeans I'm wearing next to the teensy tiny 17 year old Nicole. Then the other girl across the way with thicker rimmed glasses who has bright, curly hair and cute sweaters, I want to be cute enough to be her 5 years older friend, and comfortable enough to be myself. ;)
Oh the silliness. Here's to hoping that isn't Derek out there with Erin, so I can just go to the bathroom, clean it, and not think, uh-oh, he'll smell me. haha! I miss my twin!! Ryan is still in LA, sleepin on Caleb's couch right now, probably tuckered out. Sighgghghghghgh. Ok, onward!
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