again? oh, fer cryin' out loud!

last night i once again had to deal with the fucking dream. this one was longer and more protracted, and now i've the customary blech feeling in the pit of my tummy.

the weekend was very amusing. had a nice time, a huge adventure with the cursed toilet in the basement, and a most tasty "lasagna". the wine was slightly disappointing, due in part to the inferior glassware we used.

damn your eyes!

more to the point, damn my subconscious. why does it persist in playing games in my head.