GeeCee's Not-Entirely-Original Miscellany

I'd forgotten that melatonin really affects my dreaming, or at least my awareness that I am.  This was the fourth night in a row that I clearly remember having vivid dreams, although once I've gotten out of bed I can't remember exactly what they were about, just that they were very colorful and felt very real at the time.   Note to self: remember that you should never  take melatonin (see above) on nights you drink tequila (which gives you totally f'ed up dreams). 

I ran over to the Birchmere last night to pick up James McMurtry tickets at their box office, where the service charge is a total of $3.50  per ticket as opposed to the $8.95 that TicketMaster charges for online orders.  Even given the gas it takes to get to Alexandria, I came out way ahead on this transaction; plus, it was a nice day for a drive.  Yay, sunlight! (Folks for whom I picked up tickets: I'll ping you about them later.)

Now, off to have breakfast with some friends. Mmm, pancakes. Maybe I can drag people into the game store. Any of y'all played Khronos? Did you enjoy it?

Today is Setting Orange, day 8 in the season of The Aftermath, 3271.

For two nights in a row now, I've dreamed that something awful had happened to a dear friend of mine, and I don't have a particularly timely way to get in touch with this person to find out if they're okay. Given a situation going on elsewhere on my f-list, I think I'm particularly sensitive to that sort of thing right at the moment. I hope it's just my brain choosing to manifest my general low-level anxiety in that way, as our long-running conversation hasn't come to a good stopping point yet. [Edit: It's just my stupid brain, all is well. At least as well as can be expected. And now I'm stuck with a mental image of this person running around the apartment yelling "Woman!!!" and periodically banging on pot lids, which is much more entertaining than what I had been thinking earlier.]

Right then, what else is going on with me today? I hate Windows, particularly screwy permissions issues. I'm trying to figure out if I can/should withdraw from my program design class because I just can't make myself sit down and do the homework. I have yet to figure out what sort of costume I'm going to wear this weekend to whichever of the parties I end up at, although I suspect that since I don't feel like going shopping (call the doctor, something's obviously not right with me!) I'll either wear the purple fairy costume from last year or else try to resurrect the fairy gothmother from a few years ago, sans the giant black and burgundy feather wings; either way, it'll give me an excuse to wear my drool-worthy boots again. =) I'm looking forward to going to have a beer or three and listen to good music at IOTA on Sunday night. I get to do some investigation on laptop prices in hopes of persuading the people who write the checks that when my desktop gets replaced next financial year, it should be replaced with a laptop and a docking station. Tonight's plan involves more data entry into LibraryThing and plotting out the best way to take advantage of another 0% balance transfer offer to allow me to pay off and cancel a few of my cards. I got another effective (large) credit limit increase, and now I have theoretically close to 40% of my annual income in available credit. I could buy a new car on credit cards, if it was all available. That is so not good, especiallly for someone as fiscally irresponsible as I am. Will pay them off and cancel them as I go, keeping the two with the best APRs when I'm done.

Babbling temporarily interrupted by a concall. Last one of the week, at least.