cat killer

i had some pretty messed up dreams last night. i actually slept twice. Thursday night, i got to sleep around 3am. and woke up around 6:30am. so needless to say, i was busted from work when i got home yesterday evening and tried to take a nap for thirty minutes. i was supposed to wake up around 7:30pm to go eat with a friend but ended up crashing until 1:30am.

oops. i stood up my friend and missed a ton of calls. i didn't want to mess up my schedule so i decided to go light on energy food. i ate some light popcorn and a banana. i watched 50 first dates again. i don't know why i like that movie so much. i guess it's the ultimate typical girl movie because it's about a boy who pines for a girl every day of his life. girl wanting to be wanted and sought after daily = every little girl's dream. i don't know why they let us watch disney when we're young.

anyhow, i just thought it was really cute the first time i saw it and wasn't expecting much from an adam sandler movie..so it was a nice surprise.

i started watching romeo and juliet to try and fall asleep and ended up shutting the movie off and going to sleep when mercusio and tibbult were about to have a throw down. i love the visual artistry of that movie but still complain about their persistence with the original shakesperean language. shakespeare was a writer and an entertainer... of his time. i still stand my ground when i say that the language should be of the time... it's controversial i know..but i get lost sometimes in the translation even though i studied the play up and down my freshmen year of high school. if his tongue hadn't been so poetic and witty, i think we'd understand it easier.

well, about one of my dreams..because it's the one i just had and remember it most vivid.
there's this one scene where i'm driving to and 's apartment and i'm in this huge van. just a note, this scene was following a fucked up one where i was kicking ass playing baseball..and something about a lost woman.. so there is no logic to any of it. i was going to deliver something to them but i don't know what. jeremy and qtpi were with me. as i was pulling into the parking lot i could see the silhouette of in the window.. maybe she was expecting me. i'm not sure. but as i started to look back down, i ran over a small kitty. i freaked out and jumped out of the car with it still running. i scooped up the kitty and it seemed okay but it's legs were really tiny. it meowed and shook it's butt. the interesting thing i remember was what the kitten looked like. it was really chunky but super small, the size of my hand. it had curly blue hair like a clown's head. it had orange and white colored hair. i went up to their apartment to knock on their door. answered it and i could see scowling in the background. she took the kitty away from me and slammed the door. my thoughts were, "i guess it was their cat".. i walked back to the van and looked back up to the window. i saw a pair of eyes peer out from the blinds. then i drove off.

messed up. in one night, i was a baseball player, a girl living in a closet, a runaway, and a cat runner-over.