Today's the first day I've woken up after noon in a while.. it might have been because I had my first really horrible nightmare last night. I realized during the dream that I was dreaming, but couldn't pinch and tweek my way to satisfaction.. it was as if I actually realized my ignorance of being ignorant. I knew that if I just woke up it would go away.. but for some dark reason, I decided I wanted and deserved it. When I finally awoke nearly peeing myself I had no memory of what I dreamed. After going to the bathroom, I came back and laid in the bed relaxing my mind so that I could remember what haunted my sleep. The less I focused, the clearer it became.. eventually I remembered. But once more, I succumbed to sleep.

After awkening again, I couldn't remember my nightmare at all. I tried and tried, but just couldn't. So I made a deal with mom that if she fixed me coffee, I would get out of bed. Eventually, I did.

My dance recital yesterday ran smoothly and went by quick. I was grateful. Many people came up and told me how well I had done, and how beautiful I looked.. they hadn't seemed to notice that I was stiff from not warming up. Ah, well. With a few flourishes, I tricked them into thinking that I knew my dance. I guess that's what counts. Anyhow, I believe that my house contains exactly six gorgeous flower arrangements that were showered on my mom.

My mom tried to release our ducks at the park yesterday, but ended up bringing them back home when a drake tried to mate with Paco. My brother threw sticks at it and fought with it a bit, being very heroic all the while.

Well, I suppose now is a good time to finish my rambles and go find something more constructive to do..

.. like getting dressed. Meh.

Ah, well. Love and peace always,

.cap'n.