New Job Excitement: What if I’m Wrong?

Pretty much since my first job, each time I’ve left an employer I’ve played the “Well, can’t get much worse.” card.
And almost every time, it has.
When I worked at The Hospital, I was union (which irked me beyond reason) and I was unhappy with union structure; particularly the fact that my co-worker did 25% of [...]

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Aspartame Withdraw: Night One Results

Steve and I are kidnapped (along with most of the county) and forced into these like, camps, to see who is strong-willed and strong-bodied enough to support the new country.
There were probably about 30 of us in our group and one by one, people stopped coming back.
The captors would test us to see who was [...]

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Stephanie = Scatterbrain

Wow, I am seriously like, not mentally playing today.
Not only did I have weird dreams (thanks Tylenol PM!) about phonetically spelled, but unreasonable, baby names… although I know where that idea came from*, I over-slept, over-showered, thought I packed my lunch (and didn’t) and I have no cash as Steve and I went out for [...]

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Dream Theatre

The details are a bit sketchy…
We end up at some weird bar, which given it’s location, should have been redneck. However, it ends up being some seedy urban club, complete with stripper poles; however, everyone was fully clothed.
Not even good poles, but horrid poles. For example, one was collapsible and had these huge [...]

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“That’s More Like it!” OR “Non-Nightmare, Hooray!”

Last night at 8:20, I concede and take a Tylenol PM.
By 10:15, I am blissfully asleep until around 2 or 4am (which is typical for me) and then I’m up at my regular time.
I feel 100% better today.
Dream:
I am part of a group that revamps debilitated building into usable space.  At least that’s what I [...]

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Okay Bob, I got the message.

The past couple of nights, I’ve been having upsetting/frustrating dreams.
Last night was no exception.
It is not a secret that I HATED high school (what, like 10 years ago, whatever).  HATED.  LAMENTED.  DESPISED.  I would often mope around, commenting, “If these are the best years of my life, I am fucked.”  You get the gist of [...]

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People from “The Other Side”, if you need assistance, please dial 0

Not sure if it’s a side effect from the medication, but I’ve been having these remarkably vivid dreams.
Theses dreams aren’t anything of importance (it’s not like my subconscious is telling me how to cure cancer, though it’d be nice if it would) but they’re set in the same city/structures that I’ve been dreaming of my [...]

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