Dreams are real. Well, at least that's the way they feel when I dream. This has only happened to me a few times, but last night/this morning, I had another bout of lucid dreaming. I was lying on the bed in a really uncomfortable position trying to take a power nap, before I continued my project. The uncomfortable position being so that I wouldn't get too comfortable and end up sleeping the morning away. I remember walking around in a carpeted room. It looked so familiar, like somebody's house from childhood. I guess I wasn't fully into deep sleep, because I suddenly realized that I was dreaming. I heard there's a few ways to do it. One way is to write something on your hand before you sleep and then try to read it when you think you're dreaming. Usually you can't read things because they require too much concentration. Same goes for trying to count 10 seconds with a watch. Also, they say most people dream in black and white, though I'm not sure why. Only people that have brain ailments( i.e. tumors/schizophrenia) People say that in your dreams, you can do anything. So I decided I would fly. I think it was more ethereal than anything else, because I started to float, as though I weighed nothing. Though insteading of floating up, up and away, I was starting to sink into the floor. Falling through the floor, unable to control myself. The teeming millions on the internet, in their wealth of knowledge, concur it indicates "a fear of loss in security or of a relationship". That's funny. I thought you only fear the unknown. Being that I can safely say that both of those things are happening to me right now, it's not that bad. Let yourself be humbled. Take it all in stride. Learn from your mistakes. Move on. That's my mantra for the month.

A question someone posted in an online forum -

Why do men bother to pee standing up? I know that sometimes it's the only choice, but when you're at home and have a normal toilet, why do you bother standing and risk hitting the seat/floor? Why not sit on the toilet and then you can be sure not to have any misses?

My first thought was what a stupid question. But as I read all the explanations, ranging from the fact that we were taught that way since birth to as simple as 'because we can', I realized that they are all wrong. Having peed standing up for as long as I can remember, I feel I am an expert on the subject and have my own hypothesis regarding this matter of universal mystery, but utmost significance.

The laziness thing is definitely an issue. You don't have to make the effort of getting up afterwards AND pulling your pants up. Unzip, pull out, pee, wiggle, tuck in, zip. Must be completed in that order, or dire consequences can result.

Most important......and especially relevant in the winter.....that seat is DAMN cold. It's like a shock every time I sit down on that ice-cold seat. All seats should have a warming element of some sort. Although in the same respect, if you use it right after someone else, it's disturbingly warm from being heated from their own bum, as if they have left their 'essence' on the seat for you as a good-bye gift.

That's my two pennies. These are the others.

Snowboarding was awesome. Yet it sucked at the same time. What was awesome was I actually went for the first time in two years. What was awesome was that I only had to wear two t-shirts to keep me warm the whole time. What sucked was that it shouldn't have been called snowboarding when I went, but rather, iceboarding. The actual snow was few and far between, and I must've made a million snowcones with all the ice I shaved. Not to mention all the times I thought I was slowing down by digging my edge in, when in reality I was slipping and falling on my ass. And my hands. And my knees. But what fun is it if you don't get hurt? If you don't get hurt, it means you're not trying hard enough. Skating on that thin edge between life and perceived death is what makes life all the more exciting. I think that applies to everything. Sports, gambling, spicy food, crime, love, you name it.

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for all the procrastinators.....you know who u are.....wait...that's me....

I'm a bit perturbed. In hindsight, I realized I shouldn't have done it, but it's too late now. One of my co-workers was smiling at me today, so be friendly I smiled back. I thought she was just being friendly too. And then she comes up to me and asks me "Can I ask u something?"..."Sure."....."Do you have a girlfriend?".....Uh-oh. You know what this is leading to. But seeing how there is no good way to defuse the situation, conversation ensues..... "Uh...no..........why?"......"Cuz I think you're cute."...... ".......mm....thanks!" Wow, I'm flattered. So now there's this moment of awkwardness where no one says anything, kinda looking at each other waiting for something to happen. This seems like one of those perfect situations falling into my lap, except for one key factor. I wasn't attracted to her. So looking for a good cop-out, I casually asked her how old she was. "I just turned 18 last month." Ouch. And I'm thinking, if only she was my type. "Can you guess how old I am?" She guesses 19. I chuckle and think to myself "I wish." We play hi-low for a bit till I realize I might as well just tell her, hopefully shocking her into reconsidering me as a possible mate. "I'm 24." And then a supervisor comes by so she says she has to clock out and walks away.

The gears start to turn in my head. On one hand, it kinda makes your day when someone compliments you like that. On the other hand, if you're not interested, just cut the rope so as not to lead her on. And yet on the other hand( I have a third hand), when I was in her situation, I felt pretty bad being shot down after confessing an attraction towards the other person. Especially getting up all the courage to do it. So as not to be a complete hypocrit regarding that situation, I thought that perhaps she has some redeeming qualities in her personality and we can at least be friends. Best-case scenario, I meet someone else through her that I might find attractive.

A few minutes later, she walks to leave, and I happen to be along the way out. I plan to say "I dunno about dating, but if u wanna hang out, that's cool.", or something to that effect. She comes up and asks me "So can I?".... "Can you what?"..... "Get you number." I suppose that's innocent enough, since exchanging numbers is the only way we can contact each other (though I realize now why girls go so far as to give out emails rather than numbers). I give it to her saying "Yeah, maybe we can go watch a movie or whatever." Again, innocent enough, right? She says ok and asks me what time I get off work. Hmmm, that's a bit quick. That shoulda been the first sign. Cardinal rule - never be too anxious. I told her nine, but I have a project due the next day so probably can't do anything. She says ok again, and leaves.

About an hour ago, I get a call on my cell phone. Caller ID says 'private call'. Since I get shitty reception in my room, I decide not to get out of bed to stand on the a chair to answer it. A few minutes later, the incessant 'you have a message' beep goes off for the 3rd time and curiosity gets the better of me. I turn on the light, get out of bed, stand on the chair and check the message. Guess who it is? Now all this would not be so strange and somewhat disturbing if not for the fact that it was 5 in the morning. She called and said she couldn't sleep and she knows that it's 5 but she wanted to call me and see what I was doing. Ok.....

Perhaps she a bit eager. Perhaps giving her my number wasn't the smartest thing to do. *sigh* If only I was attracted to her, then it wouldn't even be an issue. She left her number. I'll call her sometime this week and tell her not to call at 5am. And somehow let her know I just want to be friends. I give her props for props for making the effort though.