Laura Seabrook's Ramblings

I'm attending a wedding party and some of my cousins are there but I don't see either my mother or brothers. My father (deceased) is there however. The wedding is held in an open field in tents only some of the tents seem to be seeing stuff like hand sewn blankets and dream catchers and stuff. I ask about these but everyone I ask seems to assume I'm "looking down" on their craft. The couple get married but I have no idea who they are or why I'm at the wedding. Afterwards I leave in my station wagon (which I sold for $50 in 2007) and my cousin Brian seems to be in the drivers seat with me and someone else in the passenger seat and it's really awkward to drive.

The car is just about to run out of fuel and I pull over into a driveway in front of some shops and am invited in buy a woman who gives me tea. I return to the street to discover my car is gone and am told that "they needed it to move house". This angers me enormously because no one asked me first. I'm so angry that I go to a set of markets in an alleyway on the other side of the street where they're selling stuff like what was at the wedding. I grab a crowbar and start smashing objects and set fire to things, punching out people and dragging them by the hair into the street and throwing them into traffic.

When I get back to the shops my cars still missing and no one seems to know what I'm talking about or knows the women I talked to before. I start walking up the highway to home, and the soles on my shoes disintegrate and people passing shoot guns at me and spit on me. And finally I spontaneously combust.

I have no idea what this means, but it seemed to strike a chord in me when I woke. Have not been sleeping well lately. Or rather I lose energy early in the night, and wake up in the early hours of the morning. Last night I watched an Is It Real? TV show on Bigfoot which was amusing, to put me asleep. Blah

Saw my G.P.  He thinks that the pain in my knee is only inflammation, and I have packets of IBProfen now to help reduce that.  Wss going to ask him about the lurgi I have but he got a phone call and said that he had it as well to whoever it was calling! The symptoms are:

• clogged head;
• mucus film at back of the throat;
• queasy stomach (especially on buses); and
• a cough (though I don't have much of that); and
• lack of energy.

No cure and taking antibiotics would be pointless. Just rest and recover. Also with the knee, try not to upset it until it heals. Hmmm. Was more or less OK walking Bobby this morning, but we stayed on the streets and didn't cut through the bush. Still sore though, all the time. And last night my sleeping was all over the place. I fell asleep while watching Dr Who and woke up just after it'd finished (about 8:20pm). But I couldn't keep my eyes open so I went to bed. And then woke up just after midnight, and couldn't get to sleep until 3am. Crazy dreams about cybermen heads. Had trouble breathing unless propped up or way on my side.

The last two weeks I've been retiring to bed by 8:30pm at the latest. Been feeling exhausted for no particular reason. Did that last night, thoigh I'd been out all day and had good reasons (after counsellor and G.P.) to feel exhausted.  But I couldn't satay asleep. Did the worse thing you can do when you can't sleep - jump on the computer and browse the net / LJ / Facebook.

Then I went on Second Life for a bit. hadn't done that - without a purpose like making webcomics - for some time. There was a friend or two I went looking for, because SL is a lot more fun with friends, but they were "sleepwalking" in SL. That is, logged on but either AFK or had fallen asleep at the other end. Sigh. Made an abortive attempt to go dancing, but my heart really wasn't in it. Read the last volume of PLUTO which was satisfying, and then (at about 3:45am) finally fell asleep. Slept in to 7:30am, which is unusual for me, and had the weirdest waking dreams.

I know that deep down (or really, just under the surface) the cause of all this is HUGE ANXIETY over my Masters confirmation. It's next week, and I feel "behind schedule", at a loss, and lost.

Felt exhausted by 7:30pm last night. Slept (with one toilet trip) until about 5:40am this morning. I then discovered that Hallie was lying next to me on the bed, and that she'd a) managed to push through the cardboard repairs made on the connecting door to the kitchen (one of its glass panes was broken), and b) a big poo in my study!

Despite this, this morning's been relatively good. K & M are still not back from their camping trip with her parents (I was expecting them back last Monday) but I'm sure they'll be back before uni restarts. I will have some video footage of the pups later today (forgot I had video on my camera) .

Saw this on Facebook. Sleeping better is a good idea for me!

I was up until 3:30am on Friday night, and yesterday I took a nap at 3pm, woke up at 6p, mowed the lawn, had a bath and soup, and went back to bed. I think I fell asleep watching Kubrick's Full Metal Jacket. Strange dreams, but I can't remember any in detail.

I got Paint Shop Pro working again yesterday, and I think today should be spent mostly making web comics.

Feel very very washed out today, but that's to be expected.

Discovered that my electric kettle has died and I must boil water in either a pot or my old tea kettle (just as well I kept it). Tempting to go out and buy a replacement, but I think I'll stay home today and vegetate. I'm off to the G.P. tomorrow anyway (a postponed appointment), so that'd the right time to get one.

Kevin and Michelle aren't here either. Slightly puzzling but I'm making the most of it. :)

It was odd last night.

Bobby normally sleeps under the covers with me - cuddled up for warmth. Ebony used to do this all the time until Bobby arrived, but is starting to do it again when she's not stuck at the other end of the house (we close the connecting door between kitchen and lounge to dampen sound). She's started to go under the covers with Bobs - not always but more often. Once I had Ebony on one side and Gabby on the other (Bobs was still sleeping with Hallie and Kevin). Pegasus used to sleep on the bed with me all the time, though I discovered that he'd do this until I was asleep, then sneak out to the backyard, and sneak back in to the bed before I woke up!

Last night I had Hallie on the left (under the doona cover), and Bobs on the right (under the sheet). Hallie was sleeping down my end of the house for one reason or another. A little while later Ebony sneaks in and cuddles up with Bobs. I don't know how long this lasted. I remember being woken up when Ebs took off in a hurry, and Hallie coming back to bed.

Funny, at least it was when I was half asleep. I had the weirdest dreams, but the only one I can remember involved Chewbacka playing a drum duet with his dead Wookie father.