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I got more dimes than the Sprint lady.
Oct. 25th, 2004 12:25 pmI dreamt about dismembered bloody body parts in the hotel lobby where I was staying. While not a pleasant dream, it actually wasn't frightening. Though when I woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, I elected not to get up and get a glass of water for fear of seeing a bloody foot in my real life living room. I looked up the meaning of the dream symbol (something important in your life suddenly falling or breaking apart) and decided it was a sympathy dream on behalf of the other person in bed, since it's more fitting for her. But who knows, maybe it was a premonition dream for myself.
Last night we had dinner guests and it was fabulous. I cooked a lot of food and they drank a lot of booze and we all laughed a lot and I got to talk about music and old records in a way that's rare in my current life outside of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thebrownhornet, which was nice, especially since I was missing him a lot over the weekend. On Saturday night I was thinking of him so much while playing video games and playing one of this mix CDs. Right now I'm all about his "Kathie Lee -- Name That Tune" CD which he gave me back in March and I listened to at the time, but I've re-discovered.
But the houseguests were folks we met through IDKE weekend activities and on a whim, DYA decided to ask them out for dinner right when I was thinking of e-mailing one of them about DJing. We did end up talking business for a portion of the evening, but more in the larger sense about how she came into being a promoter, along with ideas she has and what I could bring to the table. I'm still thinking about it this morning and excited about the possibilities. Funny how a little while ago I was thinking of putting away the DJ thing for a bit, but now I'm energized and excited thinking about it -- the boost of new creative energy and opportunity. And money. I mean, for real, we're talking about the possibility of me earning one night a week, every week, what would essentially pay most my bills. Well, it would require some other work outside of that night to promote, but still could be well worth it.
I'm at the Northwestern library and should really get back to work. For some reason I just get really drained interacting with the reserve librarians who pull the books out of storage. Probably because almost every time I do it (which is everytime I'm here), the person has to be walked through the process. And sometimes there's the lenient workers who let me request more than 6 books, but other times (like today) they enforce the rule, which means more trips up to Evanston.
Also, I'm hot because I'm overdressed today. Again. I need to stop basing my wardrobe choices on the weather when I do the morning dogwalk, because now it's sunny and 20 degrees warming and carrying around my heavy coat is tedious. I suppose my life could be much more difficult. Microcosm/macrocosm.
Last night we had dinner guests and it was fabulous. I cooked a lot of food and they drank a lot of booze and we all laughed a lot and I got to talk about music and old records in a way that's rare in my current life outside of
thebrownhornet, which was nice, especially since I was missing him a lot over the weekend. On Saturday night I was thinking of him so much while playing video games and playing one of this mix CDs. Right now I'm all about his "Kathie Lee -- Name That Tune" CD which he gave me back in March and I listened to at the time, but I've re-discovered. But the houseguests were folks we met through IDKE weekend activities and on a whim, DYA decided to ask them out for dinner right when I was thinking of e-mailing one of them about DJing. We did end up talking business for a portion of the evening, but more in the larger sense about how she came into being a promoter, along with ideas she has and what I could bring to the table. I'm still thinking about it this morning and excited about the possibilities. Funny how a little while ago I was thinking of putting away the DJ thing for a bit, but now I'm energized and excited thinking about it -- the boost of new creative energy and opportunity. And money. I mean, for real, we're talking about the possibility of me earning one night a week, every week, what would essentially pay most my bills. Well, it would require some other work outside of that night to promote, but still could be well worth it.
I'm at the Northwestern library and should really get back to work. For some reason I just get really drained interacting with the reserve librarians who pull the books out of storage. Probably because almost every time I do it (which is everytime I'm here), the person has to be walked through the process. And sometimes there's the lenient workers who let me request more than 6 books, but other times (like today) they enforce the rule, which means more trips up to Evanston.
Also, I'm hot because I'm overdressed today. Again. I need to stop basing my wardrobe choices on the weather when I do the morning dogwalk, because now it's sunny and 20 degrees warming and carrying around my heavy coat is tedious. I suppose my life could be much more difficult. Microcosm/macrocosm.
