pizza is good

Today has been an interesting day thus far. I woke up and was actually somewhat cold for the first time since . . . April.

I had the weirdest dream last night. An ex was trying to steal the video card out of a laptop that we bought together. First of all, I never bought a laptop, let alone co-bought one with an ex. Second of all, I dunno how he stole the video card so easily, or what the hell he'd want it for. And third of all, when he got it out of the computer, it just looked like a piece of one of those round pizza sheets with holes in it. Even in my dream, I thought "video cards can't look like that - that's just a piece of metal!"

I know there was more to it, cuz I woke up scared. I think it's because I'm so convinced that the boy is a complete psychopath that I really wouldn't be surprised if he tried to kill me over a video card. But I guess that's what you get when you date your ex-stalker. Go figure. I still chalk that up to temporary insanity. I should have listened to you Lauren.

It's really nice out today.

The only people that have technical emergencies have Sean Gordon as their TSP, and of course I have no way to get a hold of Marc.

Yesterday I found a magazine in the faculty lounge that was titled "Country: for those in it or for those who long for it." It made me realize how much of a country girl I am. I hate living in the middle of town. But it also had pictures in there from these people who road tripped across Colorado, and showed all these pictures from them stopping in Crested Butte. I'm like ooooo I've been there, that's such a cool town, I love Colorado . . . *daydreams*

I know I talk about it a lot, but seriously, I miss Colorado. I can't wait to move there. Sometimes I wonder if I'm staying here cuz I just love it that much or because I'm content enough that I can be a pansy about leaving the state. I think it's probably both.

Last night I found a stack of empty word search books, which of course I had to whip my way through. I brought them with me to work, because I really enjoy having something completely mindless to do for the first couple hours that I'm awake while my brain finishes its sleep.

Hannah's gonna have a baby boy, and his name is gonna be Elijah Wes, which is super cute. Things are looking up with Pat, which is relieving. Hannah's so funny. Yesterday she called me to tell me how things went with Pat and must have talked for about a half hour straight without taking a breath, then apologized for not letting me say more than 2 sentences before she had to go. I was like . . . honeybuns, I have nothing new going on, and this is only the most important time of your life thus far. Talk all you want, that's what I'm here for. It's good just to hear her talk anyway. It's been too long without her.

And tomorrow's Friday, and I can sleep as late as I want after that! Yay!