I’m in an airport in a foreign country with some friends. There is a momentary interaction with a female and her friend. Shortly after we part ways I realize that there’s a void where my iPhone should be and it is missing that shape, only my headphones are there. This setback is compounded by the fact that my flight is leaving within the next hour or so. Running through my mind are the costs of replacing the non-insured phone and all the things I will be bereft of without it. I resolve to find the woman and friend responsible regardless of how long it takes or missing my flight.
After some exploration we end up at a poolside party. Turns out there’s an old college acquaintance there, dressed like a cross between a Chinese Mandarin and a pimp. He’s smoking a pipe shaped like curled mosquito repellant with his surname Shen/Chen engraved on it (the guy’s surname in real life is Wang). A dark haired woman with freckles comes up to us and asks how old we are. We all hesitate; one answers “the same age as him” in my general direction, another answers 22, and I give my truthful age. She reacts with surprise and asks us if we have any experience with video VHS production. I think “VHS…?” and am about to snigger or inquire further when I wake up.
Took one yesterday for the first time in about 10 years. In general I guess I am a pretty good test taker especially for verbal and essay writing sections. As an avid reader I have a deep vocabulary, I am a fast reader, and I can quickly get a grasp of an author’s intentions and meaning from the text. On the essays I am a fast typer and don’t have any problems rapidly forming thoughts and putting them into writing. The math part took more prep work and I still didn’t end up doing quite as well as I was hoping for. The scores should overall still be strong enough that I have many options.
Very ready not to do another standardized test for the rest of my life.
A frosty 17 degrees at the moment which feels like 5 degrees with wind chill. Very much ready for this crappy real winter to be over and the much more entertaining Winter is Coming to resume in a little over a month’s time.
Singularly unpleasant. Context of insta-REM sleep after waking up briefly to check the time this morning. In a high school setting (again! The worst) I had set down my backpack which I currently use next to a pack of high school classmates. I glanced over occasionally to see if it was still there. At the end of the class period I go over and it is gone. In a panic I give a ring to a post-college friend, his mother picks up, I try to calmly explain that I’d like to speak with him, she says that he’s busy, I am making apologetic noises and about to hang up when she says he’s available. When he’s on I begin jokingly explaining that I’m in a mixed situation, he asks what’s up and I tell him. He expresses sympathy and is about to go into a plan when I wake up.
I really dislike dreams that harken back to the idiotic days of grade and high school. So much angst and uncertainty. Now that I think about it it’s probably linked to my current preparations for taking another test.
Consuming an entire bag of Saratoga BBQ chips the evening before certainly didn’t help either.
So why are you always trying to stay at home?
This all can’t be played alone
It was made to be played with
My honey and I
In light of what happened to Atlanta entering crisis mode after light snowfall, just how screwed would the city be if there was a zombie outbreak? Possibly even worse than depicted in Walking Dead content.
Nearly as taxing as doing cable work on the delts/pecs!