Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Evening
Evening
Fri Dec 7 13:14:29 2007
Leaving a Family
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Dream: I was in some other town for an event - earlier was walking around, checking out restaurants, now was in a hotel room (with a partner, which may have been Debb or Nicole - the dream wasn't too clear about that and they were kind of greyed-out so their identity was unimportant). Time to put on a suit to go to an event was coming, so I decided to get it out and ready. I was horrified to find that Ihad packed the wrong pair of pants (dark khakis, which wouldn't match with my actual suit which is black with a burgundy-coloured tie and handkerchief). I reluctantly (I don't like making use of hotel services that feel too much like having servants) asked a hotel waitstaffman to get me a pair of pants, and he came back into the room with more pants that didn't seem to me like they'd match, so I asked him to help me put together an outfit with what I had. He came up with two suggestions, but somehow I couldn't understand what combinations of my clothes were used, so I asked him to just pick one. He kept acting like it would be inappropriate for him to choose things for me and kept trying to explain it, and somehow it just kept going right over my head. He then explained it to my companion, who understood right away and just asked me which I wanted of the two. Argh.

Last night's dinner was Indian food - I decided to go on the spicy side, and as always when I do that, I was terribly hungry when I woke up this morning. Why is that? I once had a doctor tell me that spicy food increases one's metabolism - could that be the reason?

Two Jonathan Coulton songs you may have missed out on:

I've been slogging through a landscape of old memories recently.. happier times.