In the past six months, I've used 2521 minutes on my phone. That's 2521 total minutes. That's less than 450 minutes a month. The sad part is, I pay for 700 peak minutes a month. Out of 4200 peak minutes I pay for, I've used 1262. That's about 3 minutes a day.

And that's kind of depressing.

Having my phone battery keep a charge for 4 or 5 days straight doesn't seem so fantastic now...

Waiting.

Yes, still waiting.

I'm fire and ice. Frustration boils over, dreams become transparent, and lines are crossed.

Somehow, something will come out of this. Yet then again, I have no idea.

These are decisions I make. How I act is another story.

Let me say again...

it's all yours

My internet wasn't working last night. Now I can't remember what I wanted to write about. Argh.

It helps to stop confusing goals with dreams. Optimism is without progress leaves much to be desired.

And a little restraint can go a long way.

Here

we

go.

It's only 35 miles away, but right now, it's a world away.

This morning I had a another weird dream. I was in someone else's house. I don't quite remember whose house it was though. I think it was in a more urban than suburban area, and there was a phatty grand piano in the middle of the main entryway. There were a few LOG peeps there. I went to go use the bathroom, and (in my dream at least) I had been there before, but I got a little lost. I could see everything so clearly, it's as if the details were pieced together from actual houses I've been visited before. I remember there were dark hardwood floors and a lot deep brown furniture. Eventually I found the bathroom way in the corner of the house, but it didn't help that the door was partially hidden. It turns out GP was looking for the bathroom also and we both found it at the same time.

And then I woke up. I really wonder sometimes... how do I get this stuff in my head? I just lay in bed for a few minutes, and felt more rested than I have in a long time. I usually don't feel too comfortable sleeping at home, because the waterbed I sleep sinks a little in the center, but this time, I felt like I was floating. Good stuff.

Then came more boredom. I went on a gas run with my bro (free use of the gas car from the rents). There's something about bad weather that brings the idiot out of so many drivers. No headlights? Seventy-five AND tailgating? Stupid drivers. I cruised on the way back, then finished the book I started. Wow, I started and finished a book. I think I'm making progress. Towards what, I still have to see.

Tomorrow.