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Country: United States
State: Ohio
Birthday: 2/19/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Reading (fantasy/scifi), Crafty stuff (like crochet, sewing, beading), Music (Counting Crows, Ben Folds & Kweller, Sublime, Jack Johnson, Pete Yorn, etc), My cat Percy, Technology, Ohio State Buckeyes, Russian
Occupation: Computer related (Internet)
Industry: Other
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MSN: misstoiletweasel@hotmail.com
Member Since:
12/2/2003
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| On another note, the strange dreams continue. Last night, I was a child. I was on the front porch of an old house in the country and I'd caught a very small field mouse. I had it in a jar and I was feeding it dried corn. Someone I can't remember was with me and they told me to catch a big black waterbug that was crawling across the porch. I caught it and put it in the jar with the mouse. I thought they might be friends. The waterbug immediately attacked my mouse, clamping it's mandibles on the back of the poor mousey's neck.Without thinking, I reached into the jar and tried to squeeze the bug to stop it. It squished between my fingers, but I was too late and the mouse was dead too. I think I dropped the bug on the concrete and stomped it. I woke up with the image of a dead, bloody mouse in my hands and a stabbing feeling in my foot (in my dream, the bug's last hoorah was to pinch my foot when I stomped it).
It was very sad and very messy. What is wrong with me?
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| More interesting than a horoscopeI had a Drabblecast dream last night. I'd try to make a story of it if it made any kind of sense at all, but instead it was a just a very, very strange scene that went something like this:
I was some kind of strange crablike creature (keep your jokes to yourselves) trapped in this room that had yellow carpet with black spots. There was a fireplace type structure in one corner with a chimney or chute that went up to some great beyond. The entrance to the fireplace faced away from the only furniture in the room - a black sofa, but there was a round window that allowed someone on the couch to see into part of the fireplace.
I was scrambling around on the ground either collecting or LAYING eggs, which I would then crack open to find toothpicks inside. I found that if I spun around really quickly under the chute in the fireplace, I could create a tornado funnel of some kind of vinegar foam, which would carry me up to whatever was beyond but I was afraid to take the ride.
At some point in the dream, I think I realized how ridiculous it all was, and I must have made the Drabble connection because then Norm Sherman (my internet crush and host of the Drabblecast) came in and sat on the couch. I tried to hide from him in the fireplace, but I was still afraid to jump in the funnel.
And then, I woke up.
I've been having a lot of very vivid, nonsensicle dreams lately. Last week, I dreamed that I transfered to Quest's Aliso Viejo office and they put me up in a dorm. The landlady was my RA from freshman year. I don't know where the level detail is coming from. I guess I don't really mind as long as they don't get too creepy.
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| Horoscope for Pisces December 29, 2998
You are still trying to do the balancing act between being true to yourself and doing what others expect of you. But it's harder and harder to act as you think you should if it's not what you feel. Listen carefully to what your inner voice is telling you today, but don't make any long-term decisions yet. You still have time before having to make up your mind. | | |
| ...and I'm not even PMSingI feel a lot like crying lately. I shouldn't. Maybe my biorhythms are off?  At any rate... our wedding plans hit a big ol' wall this morning. I'm really not sure what to do now. We have a backup plan, but I was really hoping that the power of positive thinking would land us in the venue we want on the day we want. No such luck. Now, I'm going to have to go try again next Friday to get it and I have a really bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that it's gonna be a bust too. And then, I think with the amount of hoops they expect you to jump through just to reserve the place, is it going to be a pain in the ass to work with too? Is it worth it?
 It is lovely though. I'm going dress shopping with Mom on Sunday. Other than that, I got nothing re: wedding. I feel like it's so much work and I'm too overwhelmed to deal with it. What is wrong with me? On another disturbing note, I start my practicum on Monday. I'll be interning at the Columbus Dispatch, Oct. 6 - 23. It's going to be really weird to be away from work that long. I wish I were spending that time off on the beach or something, but this will be cool too, right? I've been feeling really uneasy about my career decisions lately. It doesn't help at all that my practicum advisor at the Dispatch told me in our last meeting that I have little to no chance of finding a job once I've graduated. GREAT. So, I've spent the last two years of my live (and ~$40,000) on some pleasant, but useless life experience?? To make matters worse, I tried to do some job searching last night, just to feel better about prospects and got bupkis. Sorry I only write on here to bitch and moan. I hate telling people stuff like this, I don't like bringing anyone down with me. But if I just sit here and think about it, it starts to drive me crazy. Some happy things to end with... let's see... - Choke is out today, I'm going to go see it tonight. Sam Rockwell + Chuck Palahniuk
 - Won the football pool last week, $235 (-$150 for the buy in) and there are still more games so maybe we'll get lucky again!
- Nick's team hit their number and Q3 is over
- Get to spend some time with just my mom on Sunday and that's probably the best medicine for a bad mood
- It's Friday and after today, I'm outta here for almost 20 days! (even if I am going to be working elsewhere - maybe I just need a change of scenery?)
Much much love, Drea   | | |
| Dead puppies aren't much fun :(Ok, this is so horrible and I have to get it out because it won't stop eating away at me.
Last night, driving home from my parent's house, an oncoming car flashed it's brights at me. I thought I had left my brights on so I was confused, but when I got up to the railroad tracks on Ballah, I realized they flashed me because there were two young beagle pups wandering in the middle of the road. It was really dark and I would surely have hit one if I hadn't slowed at the track stop sign. I had to honk to get it to move. I was pretty shaken up, so I turned on my hazards and flashed my brights at both cars I passed on my way up Ballah. When I got to Hills, I decided I had to turn around and go get them because I was afraid they'd get hit.
I was too late. In the three minutes it took for me to turn around and go back to the tracks, someone killed one of the dogs. Mercifully, it was VERY much dead from the impact. It wasn't lying there hurt, and it had to have happened quickly. I stopped at the tracks and looked for the second pup, but it wasn't around and I didn't want to get out of the car and be near that dead dog. I made Nick drive me home.
I feel so horrible because the dog was right there in front of me, alive and I didn't stop and get it before it was too late. It could have just as easily been me that hit it if it hadn't been wandering by the stop sign when I passed through. I keep telling myself it's not my fault. I keep thinking that these things happen and if it had been a bunny or cat even, I probably wouldn't feel as bad. Why is that?
Anyway, I keep feeling sick when I think of it. I don't know if they were dumped (probably, they were just past that cute, puppy phase when people usually dump unwanted litters) or if they were someone's escaped pets. Either way, it's disgusting and horrible and really sad. I hope maybe typing it will get it out of my head. I really wish I had stopped the first time through. I can't help but feel like I could have kept that from happening...
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