Last night I must have had about ten dreams, each one odder than the next.
I kept waking up thinking I HAD to remember the dream I just had to tell the forum.
Now I've forgotten most of them.
I do however remember one. I was at JD's apartment as a guest on his Sunday night shows when I wanted a soda. He didn't have any so I had to go to the lobby to buy one from the soda machine.
As I was walking out his apartment door I found a clip board. Some guy in the apartment comlpex apparantly left a clip board at everyones door each night and had a sheet of paper on it where he let them ask him a question about anything. The next morning he'd leave the paper there for them with the question answered.
I showed JD the clipboard and he got all angry and said he hated that guy, he thinks he knows everything.
Another dream had me with a girlfriend (I have no idea who she was) who lived in this mansion that had a church in it, but the church, while old and beautiful was only a part of it. The rest of the mansion was just incredibly big.
We had decided that we were going to turn it into a kind of cool office complex, and for some reason thought it would be a big perk for the business owners to have a church in the same building as their offices.
The whole dream I was helping people move their businesses into the mansion. Some of them were BIG too, even Coca-Cola had a couple offices!
That's right! And LOVE it. I wish I could draw it out for you guys. It was amazing. Just a beautiful building. Lots of old fashioned balconies. In fact as I walked through the place most of the doors to the balconies were wide open so I'd walk out on them just to get another look at the exterior of the building from another angle.
I would like a suite that allows a beautiful view of lanscape. I do not like noise, so no putting me near the garage or driveway. I would like a space facing the back that overlooks the acres of land. I like sunsets.
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Stop trying to be what you see. Be what you ought to be.
I'll even gladly take the one over the driveway... long as it doesn't have a view of the guys I work with. At present, I don't even have what could actuallly be called a cubicle. It's really more of a low walled stall.
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That which does not kill me postpones the inevitable.
We no longer have cubicles. We moved to an "open space" plan in our new place. There aren't really even offices here. There are three - one for the CEO, CFO and the in house attorney. I sit on a high traffice end. And I hate it.
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Stop trying to be what you see. Be what you ought to be.
I was standing in a crowd facing to japanese baseball pitchers, and both of them spoke in Japanese, shook hands and they faced each other.... one took a baseball and threw it purposely at his face, and the one who's face was being thrown at couldn't duck or move or grab the ball....hit him square in the face and killed him. It was like some sort of game.... and then members of the crowd buried him and I wanted to call 911, but they said you can't. It's all part of some sporting event thing...... totally whacko...and gross too!
