Jun. 28th, 2002

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I slept SOOOOO much yesterday. Lets see if I add it all up I think I slept for... 14 and a half hours on and off. I think my screwed up sleep schedule finally caught up with me. My body was just all like, NO I don't like staying up during the evening anymore! I need sunlight! So I woke up at 6:30 this morning and it looks like I am now back on a normal schedule. It's weird how abruptly these things happen.

Consequently I slept through my workout show today, but that's all right because my thighs were aching a little and I don't want to be pushing my body further then it can go at this moment. But now I have a reason to get up early on weekends :) Maybe this will keep me on a normal schedule.

Anyway I had lots of funky dreams last night. First I dreampt I was backstage in a theater and some company was performing Into The Woods. And then I was up in the balcony seats watching it and Mary Morales was there. And for some reason we started talking and ...ooo I had a lot of books and papers in my hands that I needed to fit into my bookbag. So the two of us get all buddy buddy and go walking down this flight of stairs and at the bottom someone has left two baby rodents of some description. We wrap them up in blankets and get them out of harms way. And now a third dream extra type has joined us. And now we are clearly at Crossroads engaging in some weird senior/prom/graduation festivities sort of deal. And the three of us go to a hotel of some sort to wait with Mary for her mom to arrive. The dream becomes flashes now. Mary and Katy pass out and dream extra and I have to carry them down stairs by ourselves with another passed out girl. In the crossroads gym Mary morphs into Alexis Fielder and lets her boyfriend in through one of the windows, and abandons the group. Then I'm at my mom's. Mary is there too and so are several of her cool friends and they all adore my mom and I tell her that. Someone has dropped off clothes and donation stuff at our house. I think it maybe some of Joan's stuff. There are bags all over the place. I wake up.

When I go back to sleep I'm in a weird arena typed place and me and Adrienne Hill are flirting like wild and then very enthusiatically making out and rolling around. Suddenly its night time. Early morning dark hours. I'm walking towards the apartments at Knox only there is this weird siren going off and a stupid TKE telling everyone its curfew and everyone needs to be inside, no body allowed on campus at that hour of the night. Well I still have a long way to walk to go home apparently. So I sneak over to the townhouses and try to navigate my way through pitch dark narrow streets of apparently Knox owned houses. I cut through the TKE yard and get over thier fence assisted by Janet who just happens to be walking by. I run and run and wonder at why I'm not getting tired. I wind up over by the train tracks on main street, take a flying leap over them and instead of landing on the side walk I land in a slimy lake that is next to the sidewalk and is supposedly infested with poisonous snakes. I swim over to a chainlink fence and see within it the largest longest snake I've ever seen. I'm scared to I inch away from it. It tries to bite me however I am out of striking range. But I am surrounded by littler versions of this poisonous snake. They are everywhere. They are on the fence, in the waters. I'm scared one of them is going to bite me. I inch further away from the fence and closer to the land. Suddenly I'm home! I wake up in what looks like Talia's bedroom but in my dream is my bedroom in next year's apartment which in my dream is actaully an entire house. We have just moved in the night before and this is my first night in the bed. I'm not all unpacked yet. I wake up and know that I can't go out into the living room because Gemma spent the night out there with some boy on our fold out couch and I don't know if they are sleeping of fucking or what. So I start making a pile of dirty laundry. Most of my clothes need to be washed. Then Gemma comes in and gives me the all clear. She is wearing a t shirt and panties as am I. She wants to give me a tour of the house and I tell her to wait because I need to do laundry first. After I say that I hear Wes Williams yell from the living room, with sufficient amounts of drama in his voice, DAMN! darling we won't get to show her the house. Gemma goads me to come out into the living room and I say I will I just need to get dressed. But I'm lazy and don't feel like getting dressed. I ask Gemma if she thinks Wes will mind if I emerge in my underwear and she says, he won't care. But then I decide I'm not comfy with a boy I'm not sleeping with seeing me in my undies so I look for a pair of clean pj bottoms to put on. And wake up.

Back to sleep again I am sleeping in my grand mother's house. Not the old one, the new referbished one. I am sleeping in the little studio facing dee dee's room. My bed is where the piano once was. I feel very frightened. It is dark. Mom is sleeping in # 5. I am all alone in this house. I stare at Dee dee's door afraid burglers might climb in through the windows and hurt me. I hear a thud come from the utility room. I'm afriad someone is in the house but I'm too scared to move. There are so many doors in the house I have no idea which direction the intruders may be coming from. I sit still and pray they simply won't come into my room. I hear a few more thuds and then I hear the door to the little studio open and I hear two men speaking in normal, loud voices. There is no where for me to hide, light from outside is shining in and they will surely see me in the bed. So I think maybe a loud noise will scare them away. I clear my voice and scream. I wake up screaming.

What I Am

Jun. 28th, 2002 12:28 pm
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This is awesome. Go to Google, click on advanced search, then type *your name* is, into the find exact words option. Here is what I am.

Carla is a celebration of the feminine.

Carla is a salon, boutique and membership club for the transgender community.

Carla is cute as a button, hysterically funny and a phenomenal guitarist, possessing and original and lyrically creative folk repertoire.

Carla is a member of National Speakers Association, and former president of the Washington chapter.

Carla is a certified Nutrition Counselor, and a certified Pilates Instructor.

Carla Is Unimpressed

Carla is now on Chicago Hope

Carla is primarily interested in urban sociology, with specific research interests in crime, community, culture and housing.

Carla is a small family owned and operated herbal business growing in the mountains of Northeastern Pennsylvania.

Carla is my Copilot

Carla is the superstitious and spunky barmaid who played off of Dianes snobbery

CARLA is a national campaign against over using cars in Lebanon.

Carla is developing a career as a freelance writer.

Carla is a Sagittarius Metal-Rat.

Carla is also co-producing Judas Kiss, so say it with me...Go Carla! Go Carla!

Carla is leaving for the airport

Carla is quickly gaining international recognition as one of todays top ventriloquists.

Carla is the luckiest kid in Los Angeles.

Carla is a wonderful woman with a quiet strength and a fun, child-like excitement about life.

Carla is a real parrot and yes, it is her voice singing Ima green chicken and Zippety Do Dah.

Carla is a 30 year old woman who became an amputee as a young girl

Carla is an attorney practicing bankruptcy law.

Carla is on maternity leave

Carla is interested, methodologically, in the combination of qualitative and quantitative ways of knowing.

Carla is also Vice President of the Psi Chi Psychology Honor Society.

Carla is passionate about both corporate and private worship which enable disciples to live daily in the war zone of life on earth

Carla is a two-time Olympian and a member of the Dutch National Swim team.

Carla is built on top of an old 17th century graveyard

Carla is a dancer who has fled Nicaragua after her group was ambushed by Contras.

Those were some of my favorites :)

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