obliviousally_lj

I had a dream there was a fire in the house. Well, it turned out it wasn't actually a fire in OUR house, but a fire in the basement of the house next door that was wafting SO MUCH smoke into out house that it seemed like it was on fire.

I remember going outside and weighing out my options. I came back in the downstairs and drug all the rats out. I then debated, determining that, if there WAS a fire in OUR house, it was well-contained where ever it was and I was going upstairs to get our shit. Starting with the computers.

This never, ever seemed bizzare or dangerous to me. But going back for stuff when the apartment down the hall of the Hampshire Houses caought aflame (from someone leaving a pot with water on the stove. forever.) never seemed bizzare to me, either. I just can't figure out if I have some strange attatchment to my material posessions, or if they're MORE than material posessions to me. I really only went back for our computers (which contain logs, art, etc., etc.) and my art stuff (well, that's what we grabbed last before we discovered that the house next door was the one on fire and not ours). Both of which have very personal meanings to me.

But then, I never really recall being absolutely terrified of fire in my dreams.

I also had a dream where Poe showed up for her internship and everything was awkward and weird. She was actually a furry in the dream, which rarely happens. Her hair was straight, not with the slight bounce I give it in her pictures. But then, I DID draw it straight once, so...

So, apparently, our payday at the Target I'm at is on Friday. So, presumably, I haven't even gotten my pay from this store. I'm going to ASSUME that what was dumped in my account was the week of pay I was expecting (but wasn't sure if my days were right) from the Target in Washington. This will be very nice, if that is indeed the case. I can probably JUST swing AC then.

Speaking of AC,

squeeji and Elliot are going to come down here and bum with us for the week they're off. They didn't manage to grab a room, so AC was very up in the air for them, as well. I offered our place, since we have a whole house for people to crash in. And we're going to play AC by ear, at least going down for a day to see people and be retards. So, Mitsene, I may not need crash space after all, but I'll still get ahold of you/hunt you down! :D

Things are looking up a bit. Sort of. Kind of. :V

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