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mmmm... just woke up after a long sleep, at least 13 hours or so.

I finally fell asleep by taking a shower and using the new ginger salt rub from Origins (which is yummy and was so relaxing and comforting), changing my pajamas, and having some tea and crackers. I'm really not sure what time I went to sleep... my guess would be sometime around 2PM, but I'm really not sure exactly. I woke up around 430AM. This is fine with me... I'll stay up through this evening, and go to class Monday morning. I feel really well-rested.

I'm watching Real Genius, and I'm going to sit here and read, and drink tea and eat Cheerios and fruit, and that's going to be my morning for the next few hours. I will probably also go dry my remaining wet clothes at the laundromat. We'll see. I have a lot I should do today and haven't quite decided the order in which I'm going to do it!

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did I say that I felt refreshed, rejuvenated, and generally ready to go? I was lying. I mostly feel like going back to sleep, but I'm going to fight that impulse. I had breakfast, read for a while, watched a bit of TV but turned it off. At the moment I am just... sitting here. Enjoying the quiet and the morning. Relaxing and snuggling under my blankets. (I was out of bed earlier, but I got back in!)

I had strange dreams last night that I forgot to mention when I first woke up. I don't remember all of them, but it had something to do with a large old house in the town where I spent a good deal of my childhood (this house has appeared in my dreams before, but it's never the same thing twice, and in reality is nothing like it is in my dreams, where it takes up a whole city block - it's just a large house). In my dreams last night, among many other things, my dad lived in the house, and I think my erstwhile stepmother or one of my uncles lived in the next apartment over. Through much of the dream that I can remember, it was the normal staying with my dad stuff, but at some point something else entered the dream, and there was a doll with a real baby inside it, and the sense that I had a younger brother and my dad had cut him into pieces, and more creepy serial killer stuff, and was living under an assumed name. My dad isn't a bad guy and I don't have major issues with him. I can see where parts of this came from (the forensic archaeology special I watched last night, the period when a relative lived under an assumed name, the fact that my dad has a huge windowless van from the 70s which I have jokingly called his "serial killer van", and so on). But it was distressing nonetheless... but it was NOT the kind of dream that ruins your day. I felt fine when I woke up. My kitty was snuggled against me and I felt fine.

So fine that if I didn't have other things I needed to do today, I would be going back to sleep right now!

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I finally dragged myself out of my bed to do something (anything!) with the day.

Somehow there was a chain of thoughts which inspired me to put on one of my favorite albums of all time, Sinead O'Connor's I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got. It's strange, because aside from this album and about half the songs on The Lion and the Cobra, most of the rest of her music doesn't quite hit the spot for me. (Kinda like with Kate Bush and a few of her songs, with the exception that I don't have any whole album of Kate's that I worship.)

So anyways, what I have decided to do is list the cds that are sitting by the stereo and the cds that are in my little discgear carrier. That should represent what I've been listening to in the last six months. Maybe I'll put a little star by anything that I've listened to A LOT. I'll inevitably leave a few things out - there are things in the car, things in my room that I've listened to once in a while when cleaning, etc. This is in no particular order, either.

tori amos - to venus and back
the posies - dream all day (best of)
rem - up
love spirals downwards - temporal
luscious jackson - electric honey
*rem - automatic for the people
jane's addiction - ritual de lo habitual
*tallis scholars - allegri: miserere
gorecki - symphony no.3
*william orbit - pieces in a modern style
smashing pumpkins - gish
enigma - le roi est mort, vive le roi!
depeche mode - music for the masses
(various - a sample cd from a magazine)
*morphine - the night
*smashing pumpkins - machina

a break, because my mom called me to say hi -

high fidelity soundtrack
rem - new adventures in hi-fi
rasputina - how we quit the forest (* for "the new zero")
rem - green
suede- coming up
pulp - on fire (2cd set)
elvis costello & the attractions - best of
*the sundays - reading writing & arithmetic
book of love - lullaby (* for "witchcraft")
kristin hersh - hips and makers
simple minds - the glittering prize
*no doubt - the return of saturn
*ana voog - anavoog.com
*the cure - pornography
skunk anansie - paranoid & sunburnt
*delerium - karma
battery - aftermath
lush - split
lofidelity allstars - how to operate on a blown mind
smashing pumpkins - adore
tom waits - big time
sting - brand new day
*suede - sci-fi lullabies
elliott smith - either/or
*hooverphonic - blue wonder power milk
ned's atomic dustbin - god fodder
*duncan sheik - duncan sheik
*sinead o'connor - i do not want what i havent got
*sting - ...nothing like the sun
*pixies - cd B made me, come on pilgrim & surfer rosa
sleeper - smart
magnetic fields - holiday
*magnetic fields - get lost
magnetic fields - the wayward bus & distant plastic trees
*skinny puppy - the singles collect
*david bowie - changesbowie
*garbage - version 2.0
*anonymous 4 - on yoolis night
nin - the fragile, left disc
james - laid
future sound of london - dead cities
peter murphy - deep
chainsuck - angelscore
xymox - twist of shadows
pearl jam - vitalogy
*massive attack - mezzanine
sinead o'connor - so far (best of)
*the english patient soundtrack
*purcell - ten sonatas in four parts
*pet shop boys - discography
*rem - monster
david bowie - outside
*oingo boingo - dead man's party
*pulp - different class
*new order - substance 1987 disc 1
*pixies - death to... disc 1
*(comp of grrl britpop called Ladykillers)
wolfsheim - spectators

(heavy hitting on the bottom 'cause it was mostly things from my carrier that I take in the car with me)

so those are most of the cds that I have been listening to in the past five or six months.

D, the larger of my mom's cats, who mostly keeps to himself, was sitting up against my back most of the time that I was typing this entry, but I had to get up to plug the phoneline in and type it. He's a sweetie when he's not being a supervillain.

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I just got home a few minutes ago. I went to Target and then out for lunch with Lou. This was pleasant enough.

After the last entry, I took a shower (revelling in the gingery stuff) and got dressed and ate (noodles with honey ginger chicken sauce). Today I am wearing a pair of dark rinse stretch jeans and my Josie and the Pussycats shirt. My hair is looking bad and really needs to be dyed.

On the way out to Target I saw a big gold van that said something on it like "Canadian Border Transport". I thought to myself, "Wow, it's really cool of them to bring the Canadian Border all the way down to Florida!" (ha. ha. ha.)

I'm almost distressed by how uninteresting the stuff that I got at Target is - mostly things like lightbulbs, toilet paper, laundry detergent. I got a desk lamp, and one of those floor lamps with 3 spotlights on it. For fun I got a cute candleholder shaped like a cat, and funny happy bat-shaped lights on a string.

Got home and set up the desk lamp in my messy work area, which I need to clean up today, and got to work on it. Did some dishes, took out the garbage a day early because the stench was becoming unpleasant. I'm probably going to spend the rest of the day just doing housework... there is so much that I need to get accomplished.

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I am very tired, but I am going to stay awake at least until 10, so that I can watch Sex and the City and then finish getting ready for bed, and read a little.

After my last entry I puttered around the house for a while, then decided to call my dad "just for a few minutes" - I think we ended up talking for two hours. My grandmother, who I haven't seen in years, fell last night and broke her hip and wasn't found until this morning. She had hip replacement almost immediately, is going into physical therapy in the morning, should be fine. She has also had a mild heart attack sometime in the past two or three years. She's 77.

This is scary for me because there was never a history of heart trouble in my family before.

Other than that, and my dad hurting his back and taking two weeks medical leave from work (he's four days into it and has already rented like ten movies), everything is fine with that side of the family.

While I was on the phone my dad made a few cleaning suggestions, which I followed. I managed to wipe down two cabinets, stuff a garbage bag with shopping bags, and after we got off the phone, clear up some of the pointless clutter in the Mess Room (which is a room in my house which isn't actually that messy, but its messiness is the nexus of the rest of the house's messiness; it never gets cleaned because there is no radio or tv in it and it's just very exceedingly dull and lonely). I cleaned off some of my nice (empty!) trunk boxes, moved stacks of magazines out to be thrown away this week, and so on.

Now I'm just winding down and getting ready to go to sleep.