ok, i haven’t had much

ok, i haven’t had much to say lately. this week has been very uneventful, and i’m pretty “blah” as a result.

first, i’ll cover the date right quick, since i never did say much about it. the date was great, had a very nice time, talked about all sorts of stuff, but can’t tell if much came from it. i like her and would love to go on a date with her again, she said she’d like to go out again as well. but, i think i kinda got the blowoff last time i called her, so who knows. anyway, that’s the short version. most of you have gotten the long version from me directly. if not, call my ass and invite me to hang out! i’ll give the extend-o-version then.

ok, now to cover a really weird dream i had last night. i’m cutting and pasting from an e-mail i wrote this morning, and cleaning it up a bit:

this was a huge dream, my earliest memory of the dream was in my old high school, but i don’t remember much there. i think i was working there or something. at the point i actually start remembering the dream, i’m at my cubicle at work, but it looks a lot different. you know how i have tons of empty cubicles around me? well they started moving people from all over the company near me, and i keep getting more and more cramped to the point of it being unbearable. then my boss comes around handing out paychecks, and i open the check, and there’s a big “no pay increase” thing written next to the amount, but it has my new job title or something. then i realize that my boss is my grandma. since it’s my grandma i decide not to say anything about the paycheck. but her (and some of the other office people i think) start hugging me and telling me i shouldn’t be stressing out over stuff. then my grandma tells me i need a day off and i have to take wednesday off. so i leave work and go to some type of store, but i end up in the back room, which is like dirt covered with straw. it was an old barn or something. i find my way into some open area, but the 2 exits are blocked with sky-high piles of cardboard boxes! when i finally get out, my dad yells at me for taking the hard way and not just going out the front door, or something of that nature. can’t remember exactly what, but he was yelling. then i go to get gas, and for some reason i’m driving a dirty old ford cargo van, the kind with no carpeting or seats in the back. the back door is duct taped shut. when i get to the gas station, jaimie is suddenly with me, and there are a few guys from work filling up their car. jaimie is with me now and says that talking to me is boring and tedious, and then she leaves. so i drive the van home, and something happens there but i can’t remember, and that’s about the time i woke up. i think the guys from work followed me home or something.