Song of the Moment: “Kalp Kalbe Karşı” – Enbe-Ferhat Göçer  (a song my bf posted on my FB wall a while back)

This is what happens when I don’t make daily posts. I lose track of the interesting things I want to talk about, and by the time I make my next post, you’d expect it to be something big and grand, but no, I’m left with NOTHING to talk about. Let’s see what I can dig up from my foggy memory. This entry may jump around because I’m going to do a bit of freestyle writing…just kind of writing as my thoughts come out without organizing them, so bear with me.

Ok, you all know I like to share my dreams, especially when they’re borderline crazy. So, the other night, I dreamt I had a pet lobster named Ricardo who kept pinching the 10 inches of fat covering my triceps. In my dream, my friend, Helen, was telling me she had never seen a lobster before, and I go, “you know what’s funny. I can show you Ricardo.” And she asks who Ricardo is, and I inform her it’s my pet lobster. But in this dream, I suppose it was normal for people to have pet lobsters because she gave me no look of confusion. I brought Ricardo down on a leash, and he waddled his way towards Helen the way a puppy does when it sees a new stranger. Helen picked up Ricardo’s bony structured body and started petting him, but he started getting too fiesty, pinching our flab of skin under our triceps, and I guess I just snapped. We both got so upset that we dragged Ricardo up to the kitchen and threw him in boiling water and ate him for dinner. The end. EW. I don’t even like lobster! What is this dream telling me? I’m an animal abuser? I’m a sociopath? Well, get this…

So, two days later (yesterday morning), I was driving back from dropping off my boyfriend at work, and as I was driving down this alley, a cat lept right in front of my car, and I felt the *thump thump*. I looked in my rear view mirror, and I saw the cat’s lifeless body just lying on the street. UGH! How terrible! I certainly hope that cat wasn’t someone’s pet. If it was, how stupid of the owner to let a cat roam free in a city. Poor cat. I don’t even like cats, but feeling the thump of my tires rolling over its body was not a warm and tingly feeling for me…yick.

My brain is clearly still in hibernation from the weekend. I got to work this morning and opened my iTunes list and started clicking on songs to listen to, but I couldn’t understand why I was unable to adjust the volume and why my earphones kept blasting Korean music when those weren’t the songs I was selecting. About 30 seconds later, I realized I had been connected to my iPod the whole time. I-D-I-O-T. It was even more crazy of me because I started slamming my mouse around on my desk (and I don’t have a mouse pad).

I’m having a moody Monday. It’s probably best I stop writing now and return again tomorrow. GOOD DAY!