Weird dream...
- I was on a shopping mission... I can't remember what I had in my bag, but it was pretty full. I was at Walgreens, the drug store. Suddenly I was in the men's section... clothing. I tried on a few suits(?) but I didn't like any of them... they looked like zoot suits from the 30s.
A salesman approaches me with a wrapped package and he wants me to hide it in the bottom of my bag, so I do.
I decided to get some coffee, but there is this huge guy blocking my way to the coffee-place. I say "excuse me" several times to no avail. I found the back door to the coffee-place and go in and get a cuppa coffee and I'm sitting there drinking it when a beautiful woman comes up and asks to sit with me. I say OK of course, and then the big guy that was blocking my way comes over and starts cussing me out for being rude to him. I tell him to fuck off and he starts crying and leaves. The beautiful woman goes with him.
I'm looking at some CD players and I decide to buy one. I get a box out from behind the CD players and open it up to check it... and it's a shotgun. I put it back but it won't go back in the box. Some old women are staring at me. I look for some help.
I find two guys lounging in the shoe section. They have no control over the CD players, but they're both tired, and they want me to sell shoes for them so they can go home. They have to work 24 hours a day, after all. Well, I don't want to sell shoes, but I do anyway for a while. The boss comes up and tells me that I can take a break but not to leave the store. I get my bag and run out the door, heading home.
When I get home (I walked home through some very heavy fog) Karen was very upset. She had taken the car in to get serviced and they had given her the wrong car and she didn't notice it until she had got home. I looked out in the garage and it was my old white beat-up international Scout with the top off.
I open the package that the salesman wanted me to hide... it's a $1000 suit with all of the accessories. I try it on and it fits perfectly. Karen likes it a lot and seduces me.
And I figgered out the headache... I've gone off of caffeine here at home, we decided to do that last week, but I've been getting real coffee at work. So when I don't go to work, I'm drinking decafe. So I'm having withdrawal symptoms.
That makes sense, but I don't like it.
My sleep patterns this weekend have been atrocious... probably due to caffeine deprivation. I've been up, down, up, down... sleep three or four hours, awake for about the same, back and forth... no wonder I haven't got anything done!
Most people don't worry about sleeping at all, but us night people worry about it constantly. Gotta keep the worry averages up, I guess. Most people take sleep for granted, and I wish that I could.
I start worrying about getting back into synch on Sunday night, a whole day before I really should start worrying. Well, I guess that I really shouldn't worry at all, it's never done me any good whatsoever. Sometimes, when I don't worry about sleeping, it works out better anyway.
Damn! August is over. Time is flying, my life is fleeing, fleeting, going too fucking fast. Waiting for stuff to happen. What am I waiting for? I don't really know. A different job, a different life, winning the lottery? Waiting to actually have the energy to do something?
I. Don't. Know.
I wish I did.
20:13...
I spent some time trying to load WIN98 on the other machine today, but I never could get the CD Drive to work. So I ordered another one via eBay for $20, I should get it in a week, plenty of time before my trip to Enid.
I'm amazed that I can't get the CD to work at all using DOS, but the Linux system found it right away. Weirdness prevails in the computer world. I knew that, I shouldn't be surprised.
I think that I'm finally getting ahead of the headache... it's still there, but receeding. Kinda like my hair... and my mind.
I did the conversion to FAT32 on the Compaq today, and by golly! Programs do load faster, as advertised! 
I encountered no problems at all. I like it when that happens, it is so infrequent...
Patrick wanted his picture here today, so here it is... good-lookin' kid, huh?