07 June 2004
I won 100 million dollars in a radio call in contest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Or so I dreamt. And the strangest part of the whole dream was the sense of disappointment I felt. Of course, I was also wildly happy. The first plan I had for spending money, I remember, was to get myself a driver and car. I think this is indicative of the laziness so deep-rooted in me.
In any case, when I woke up, the disappointment lingered in my mind, as obviously disappointment is not an emotion normally associated with winning the lottery. Wild excitement, yes. Orgasmic pleasure, yes. Disappointment, not so much. Then, as I thought back to WHY I was so disappointed, the main reason I came up with was that with the money, I would not be able to experience life the way I wanted to, with everything from scratch and knowing the excitement of my first hard-earned job, check, house, car, and so on.
So I guess I do have hidden depths and morals... odd.
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For those who care: I've moved back and everything is dandy, except allergies and humidity. The roomie is nice, a sorority girl from University of Delaware who also has to wake up early for her job so corresponding sleep schedules = good. I now understand why my father, when he gets home from work, plops down in front of the television. It's not that I really do all that much at work; it's just that sitting in the same place for long periods of time can take its toll on you.
Therefore, don't be expecting anything exciting in this end. I'll be sprawled out on my bed most nights, I think. Ooh, but Suzanne and I ARE going to the ballet June 19.. I am ever so excited for that.
Or so I dreamt. And the strangest part of the whole dream was the sense of disappointment I felt. Of course, I was also wildly happy. The first plan I had for spending money, I remember, was to get myself a driver and car. I think this is indicative of the laziness so deep-rooted in me.
In any case, when I woke up, the disappointment lingered in my mind, as obviously disappointment is not an emotion normally associated with winning the lottery. Wild excitement, yes. Orgasmic pleasure, yes. Disappointment, not so much. Then, as I thought back to WHY I was so disappointed, the main reason I came up with was that with the money, I would not be able to experience life the way I wanted to, with everything from scratch and knowing the excitement of my first hard-earned job, check, house, car, and so on.
So I guess I do have hidden depths and morals... odd.
...
For those who care: I've moved back and everything is dandy, except allergies and humidity. The roomie is nice, a sorority girl from University of Delaware who also has to wake up early for her job so corresponding sleep schedules = good. I now understand why my father, when he gets home from work, plops down in front of the television. It's not that I really do all that much at work; it's just that sitting in the same place for long periods of time can take its toll on you.
Therefore, don't be expecting anything exciting in this end. I'll be sprawled out on my bed most nights, I think. Ooh, but Suzanne and I ARE going to the ballet June 19.. I am ever so excited for that.
I hate that moment when you wake up after a great dream and realize that you're just sleeping, and that you don't have superpowers or live underwater or are a secret agent or ride around on a pony and stuff. That's why I sleep so darn much.
# posted by : 11:34 AM
I hate that moment when you wake up after a great dream and realize that you're just sleeping, and that you don't have superpowers or live underwater or are a secret agent or ride around on a pony and stuff. That's why I sleep so darn much.
-Steven
-Steven
# posted by : 11:35 AM
oh steven--you don't KNOW that you're not a superhero. maybe, you're actually a superhero who dreams about a nice, normal life without so much responsibility pressing upon your shoulders...
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