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But seriously folks… It was no fun coming home either. Granted, I was happy to be there, with power and heat and my own comfy bed, but it’s not like I could just take it easy once we were back. Both fridges had to be gutted (our garage houses an extra one) and cleaned. This sticky, disgusting pink liquid was everywhere in our kitchen fridge, and I still have no idea what the fuck it was. I couldn’t salvage anything from the freezers, except for a few ice packs of course. Heh. Besides that mess, there was a mountain of dishes to wash and wet towels to clean up (used to plug up the thawing fridges), then a lengthy trip to the store… Anyway. Even if this whole thing was a huge inconvenience and down right annoying, and despite what I previously said about bitchy Mother Nature, the icy landscape Friday morning did look spectacular. Especially when the sun came up and all the ice glittered like diamonds, if you’ll pardon the cheesy phrase. It did appear a bit morose as well though. Most of the smaller trees were bent over so far that their top branches even touched the ground. One had been knocked down completely, roots ripped right out. Several branches on the larger trees were either snapped and hanging on by a small bit of wood or had broken off entirely. You’d think a hurricane or a twister hit us with all the downed branches in the whole area. Well, maybe not that extreme. I took about a hundred photos of the beauty/carnage, but still haven’t gotten around to uploading them onto my computer. Once I finally get my ass in gear, I’ll post the best ones here and on deviantART.
On a related note, another storm has struck this weekend. A heavy dose of snow was dumped down upon us all day today and it still hasn’t stopped. I’m hoping the rumors of 12-18 inches were just exaggerations. Not that it really matters to me... I don’t work on the weekends and my plans are already ruined. This would make the second Friday in a row I’ve tried to hook up with my friends only to be violently bitch slapped by poor weather. Before that, I didn’t have the time or our plans fell through because Ryan couldn’t make. He lives in Connecticut, about two hours away I think, so we don’t really see him that often. In fact, it’s been almost two months since I’ve seen him. Or any of my other Friday night buddies. It’s been even longer since Tat and I had a chance to hang out. Ever since I moved out to the middle of fucking nowhere, I feel like I'm losing all my connections, my friends. Sure, I talk to them online every once in a while, but it's not the same. Hell, even my long distance relationships have been suffering lately. Someone I care for very much and once shared a close friendship with, doesn't seem to have the time for me anymore. But I suppose that's just part of getting older. You don't always have all the time you once had to share with the people in your life.
And in closing, I'd just like to express my supreme joy that my boys, the Indy Colts, are going to the Playoffs. Just keep winning, boys and we'll make it to another SuperBowl!
- Mood:
frustrated - Music:Rogue Traders - Voodoo Child
Like I said, it's been a nearly sleepless night for me. One in a long, long line. So please excuse the strangeness of this post. And yes, I am back to stay. Hopefully. I've always had a horrible track record when it comes to journals, digital or otherwise.
Less than nine hours until football! Hooray! Even if I won't get to watch a Colts game... Again. Why couldn't I have been born in Indiana? Bah.
- Mood:
peaceful - Music:Madonna - Frozen
My niece said her first word a few weeks ago. Dada. It's not really a word, but you know what I mean. Too bad it wasn't Mama. She still hasn't said that yet. And I think it'll be a while before she can say Auntie. Heh.
- Location:My Liar
- Mood:
irritated - Music:Against Me - Thrash Unreal
Colts won against the Broncos 38-20. The Green Bay Packers won against the Vikings 23-16. Both teams are 4-0 which means they are kicking some serious ass this season. And, to top it all off, Brett Favre broke the NFL's all-time record for touchdown passes! What did I tell you? That man is an amazing quarterback.
In non-sports related news: my six month-old niece Keely is starting to sit up on her own! I'm so proud. She also had her first jar of baby food(bananas) on Saturday. Kids really do grow up so fast. It seems like just yesterday Keely was a newborn and now it won't be long before she begins to crawl. If only she'd say her first word... Then we'd be in business!
- Location:Home
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Rammstein - Alter Mann
Unfortunately, I didn't even get to watch the game. Needless to say I was pissed. But I did find another interesting team today. The Green Bay Packers. I ended up watching their game today against the NY Giants. My sister kept saying I should be rooting for the Giants because they're a NY team. Pfft. I'm not a fan of either NY team. Anyway. Brett Favre... That man is amazing. Seventeen years in the pros, plays just as good(if not better) than a younger man. And it doesn't hurt that he is incredibly attractive. Don't get me wrong. Peyton Manning is still my favorite quarterback. But, damn, is Favre a close second!
Moving along. About those weird reptilian dreams I had been having. Here's what it supposedly means, according to a dream dictionary site:
"Crocodiles-To see a crocodile in your dream, forewarns of hidden danger. Someone near you is giving you bad advice and is trying to sway you into poor decisions. The crocodile may be an aspect of yourself and your aggressive and "snappy" attitude. Or maybe it reveals that you have displayed some false emotions and shedding "crocodile tears". To dream that you are chased or bitten by a crocodile, denotes disappointments in love and in business.
Alligators-To see an alligator in your dream, symbolizes treachery, deceit, and hidden instincts. It may be a signal for you to take a new perspective on a situation. It may also represent your ability to move between the material world of waking life and the emotional, repressed world of the unconscious. Alternatively, the alligator represents healing powers and qualities. To dream that you are running away from the alligator, indicates that you are unwilling to confront some painful and disturbing aspect of your unconscious. There is some potentially destructive emotion that you are refusing to acknowledge and owning up to."
Well... It's not too far off from what I expected. Though, I didn't have one of those dreams last night so it might not even be an issue anymore. Probably just jinxed myself for tonight. Heh.
My first anniversary with my girlfriend was today and I didn't even get to talk to her. It really puts a damper on my football high. All thanks to her fucking asshole of a father. I hate that man so much. I really can't wait until she moves out. If only she would move in with me...
- Location:Under Your Bed
- Mood:
happy - Music:Mindless Self Indulgence - Shut Me Up
Anyway. I've been having these really strange dreams the past few days. It starts out with a lake or a river or a giant swimming pool. I'm always about to go swimming with either some random people that I only know in the dream or my cousins, but once we get in the water... It's filled with several crocodiles and/or alligators(I can never tell which they are in the dream). Even in the damn pool. The rest of the dream consists of me trying to fight them off. In the pool I flushed them out this odd hole that drains outside(it was an indoor pool). When I was in the lake, one of the lil' buggers has it's jaws around me and I made him release me by digging out his eyeball with my thumb. In real life, I doubt it would have been so easy. Now, I don't really have a phobia of either species. In fact, I have great respect for their deadly abilities and am quite fond of them. That said, I can't understand these dreams at all. Maybe the crocs/alligators are just a representation of something that's nagging me in my life and how I must confront said situation/person. I don't know for sure. There are plenty of shitty things I have to deal with in my everyday life. Ugh. My subconscious needs to pick a better way to get the message across. Perhaps I should look up crocs/alligators on one of those dream sites...
In other news: Tomorrow the Colts will be playing! YA-HA! I've been waiting rather impatiently for this day to come. Still kinda pissed that I missed their first game of the season. But hey! They crushed New Orleans 41-10! Fuck yeah. Man, I love football.
Wow. That's more than I thought I'd be able to squeeze out for my first post. Heh.
- Location:Your Closet
- Mood: mellow
- Music:Stabbing Westward- Waking Up Beside You[Remix]
