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Mar. 9th, 2006 08:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Did a contract job until around midnight, then went to bed. Had some yummy snuggling (sure, it's a euphemism, but there was snuggling involved), and then went to sleep.
Then.
Spent what felt like the whole night having upsetting dreams in which I am disappointing cute-poet-chick by not moving out of her place quickly enough. I would awaken, shake it out of my brain, fall back to sleep, and have the same dream over again. Get up, go to the bathroom, go to sleep, have the dream.
NOT conducive to a good night's rest.
*sigh*
Let me tell you, when that woman would beam her adoration at me, I felt like the whole world was soaked in adoration. When I lost her approval, it was like my guts were ripped out. Clearly, I'm not completely over it yet.
Still hungover from it, but it's an easy day at work, and then I may exercise my newfound freedom and skip the Nomad tonight. We'll see.
My boss tried to cut my hours to eight a *week* yesterday. Not gonna happen. She's going to try to find me at least twenty hours by next week, or I'm gonna walk. It was time for a change anyway.
If anyone will be in Berkeley around noon, I sure could use some lunch company. I work at the corner of Telegraph and Bancroft, and lunch is from noon to 1. Any takers?
Then.
Spent what felt like the whole night having upsetting dreams in which I am disappointing cute-poet-chick by not moving out of her place quickly enough. I would awaken, shake it out of my brain, fall back to sleep, and have the same dream over again. Get up, go to the bathroom, go to sleep, have the dream.
NOT conducive to a good night's rest.
*sigh*
Let me tell you, when that woman would beam her adoration at me, I felt like the whole world was soaked in adoration. When I lost her approval, it was like my guts were ripped out. Clearly, I'm not completely over it yet.
Still hungover from it, but it's an easy day at work, and then I may exercise my newfound freedom and skip the Nomad tonight. We'll see.
My boss tried to cut my hours to eight a *week* yesterday. Not gonna happen. She's going to try to find me at least twenty hours by next week, or I'm gonna walk. It was time for a change anyway.
If anyone will be in Berkeley around noon, I sure could use some lunch company. I work at the corner of Telegraph and Bancroft, and lunch is from noon to 1. Any takers?
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Date: 2006-03-09 05:00 pm (UTC)i keep having dreams in which my subconscious informs me that i should get divorced. hello subconscious! figured that one out already!
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Date: 2006-03-10 12:32 am (UTC)It gets better, hon, I promise.
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Date: 2006-03-09 07:00 pm (UTC)"Well, fine, then I won't be your friend anymore."
Woke up sad and confused.
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