Weird Dreams, Schedule Changes & Late Night Visits

Back again and it's early Wednesday AM. Time for another update of the past 24 hours - and it's been a doozy! No wonder I stay tired - too much drama and B.S. for any normal man.

Early yesterday - it went OK. I got up and played on the computer for a while and then went back to bed. Weird dreams again. My Grandma was there - but it wasn't her. Same voice and mannerisms, but this was a modern version - as if Grandma Vick about 40 years younger and still alive... But the home we were in was a cross between her old house in Ohio - and the house I grew up in down in Raleigh. The best and most unique qualities of both houses - the two places where I loved to be the most while growing up. And somehow or another - it went from salavaging boxes of comic books and albums from the upstairs bedrooms at Grandma's house to the family room of my childhood house - and the ceiling is covered in moths. I told you this was weird. And I have to leave because I have to get back to my office to help evacuate the people in jail. But I keep getting lost in the backrooms of the courthouse. A storm is coming and the mice and bugs are leaving the building, single file and in a straight line. And then I woke up. I told you it was weird. Any shrinks out there with an opinion on this one? I mean, besides reccomending a long vacation in a padded room...lol.

Anyhow - back to reality. Dalian, aka "The Demon Spawn" came over after school and I did the babysitting thing for a couple of hours. And then, off to work for what was SUPPOSED to be 4 hours - 5pm to 9pm. That's what was on the schedule when I last worked. I got to work and it'd been changed - and I'm working until 11:00 pm... What the...? And I had made plans. Jesse was coming tp pick me up at 9:00 so we could hang out for a couple of hours before I headed home. I was pissed! But I worked until 11:00 - and forgot to clock out. I need to call Peggy and let her know so she can fix the timeclock. Jesse came by and we talked for a few minutes and he wasn't happy - but he left. We'll get up later this week, I guess. He wants to get a motel room this weekend. I doubt that'll happen because I'll be working all weekend - but I'm off next weekend for my high school reunion. We can get a room then for after the reunion if he'd like. But where was I? My night was ruined, but I made a couple of extra hours of overtime (and saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico... Bwah-ha-ha-ha!) Time to come home and chill for the night.

Ma went to bed and I was in the living room, watching a tape of last night's Monday Night RAW Homecoming. I might do a recap today if I can get myself motivated. There's a knock at the door and it's my friend, D. He's upset and drunk and wants to talk. At 12:30 at night??? We go outside to sit at the picnic table and talk. He's sloppy drunk - and goes into the whole bit about how he loves me, but he loves women, he's confused, he's sorry he hurt me, he wants us to be friends, etc.. And he tries to get frisky, but I'm not really in the mood right now. I listen and tell him that I like him, think he's a great guy, yadda, yadda, yadda - but it's probably for the best. I'm too old - he's too young - the parents thing, etc.. I'll always be here for him, but he was right about moving on. To make a long story short, we cleared a lot of things up and it ended with a hug. He asked if he could stay here - and he's asleep right now in my bed. I let him go crash and I decided to come in here to be on the computer. I have to go wake him up at 8:00 so he can go home and get ready for work. I can't believe I turned him down.. or that I'd rather be in here on this machine rather than in there with him, but it's for the best. I may be finally growing up (about damn time!) and looking for more than just a warm body and cute face. If it's meant to be, so be it.. but it's not. Not with D. Not with Jesse either. He's good for a fun time and the occasional fling, but there's nothing long term here. I'm just taking it as it comes and enjoying life. What else can I really do?

Damn! I need a long vacation!