Strange dreams (again yippy)

I have not been remembering my dreams lately and this has been more than slightly irritating, I have felt myself missing them like a one would miss a close friend. I took a much needed nap this morning. The dream is a bit fragmented as most of my dreams are but here it is. I found myself in an old second hand store, there were many women there and they seemed to know each other. Actually everyone thier seemed to know everyone else. Everyone but me that is, yet I did not feel a stranger. There was a women there and she was older, her hair was white and she was a mother figure of sorts, she knew everyone by name and chatted constantly with concern about about different people. She was very loving and I instinctively felt that she knew my secrets which made me only momentarily ashamed because I felt acceptance from her. I had purchased something and I was directed to sit with a group of people while I waited for it. As I was waiting I realized that I didn't quite believe that the other s in the group were waiting for the same pourpose that I was. I really felt as if they were there to teach me something. The shop was closing or closing for business at least. Many people stayed behind. I went outside, I could see many women in a room upstairs from the back yard area, which was immense and unfenced. I wandered around the property. I felt like, like I could fly. I levitated up down side to side with absolutely effortless control. There was a large empty building near the house and I noticed it was for sale. I thought that I would show Kelly because I really wanted to live there. Then I realized that at some point in time that I had either considered or actually did live there or a place much like it. I was back in the yard and some passer bys inquired about the shop. I said it was closed. They said it didn't look closed and that they would really like to check it out, they asked me what it was like. I said it's closed I think they are having a meeting. Then the woman glanced up and saw the women upstairs she said yes oh a meeting we need to leave. Then a few man appeared and they were not easily discouraged from hanging around. I levitated up to the window that I could see the women through. They sent a tall woman outside, she yelled at the men and told them t hat there was nbo parking allowed where they had parked. Then some guards of sorts came out, a few young black men and began guarding the perimeter. One of the girls called out to one of them. Hey your breaking the rules, your wearing shoes. He just ignored her. I continued to do my levitation thing. A hoarde of young people were now outside. I noticed that there was a large swing set outside, and some of the teens were on it. They seemed unimpressed by my levitaing so I asked if evyone can do it and they said they said yeah. I said its so much fun and they looked at me like I was atwo year old. Then I concentrated on making there legs twist as they were swinging, and it was more effective on some than on others. I didn't ask but I don't think that everyone could do that. I walked around for a bit, trying to figure out the wholoe scene, I saw a little snake on the ground. It struck but I was not within striking distance. I woke up with a shudder realizing that it was a viper.

Poem by Brian F. Malarski

Their hands glide over my naked skin,
brushing over my chest,
combing my sacred hair,
sensing my heat as they stroke.
Their lips glistening in the candlelight,
barely touching my neck,
mapping every inch of my face,
tasting my ecstasy.
Their eyes gleaming like stars in the night,
gazing into each others eyes,
surveying their progress,
focusing softly upon my pride.
Their legs stretch endlessly over each other,
tangling within the crisp linen,
toes curling with each passing moment,
knees weakening with intensity.
Their moist skin swollen with anticipation,
parting in acceptance,
preparing to release,
shuttering from the ultimate love.

Young Minds

So the three of are at Montana Mikes. The sever brings our food and not two mins in to dinner em announces that she neeeds to go potty. I take her and decied while im there might as well go to. So as I sit there I can see ems feet that are clearly standing. I start to complain at her as I am thinking she has now wasted my time and didnt even need to go. NO not that case. Im telling her to sit but she keeps saying she cant. As a side note these were auto pottys with no flushing needed. Finally i get out of her i can't sit yet mommy i have to cover the camera beucase they will watch me. WHAT who will watch you pee. So it turns out she thought all the sensor things in the bathroom were people watching Flushing, turning on the sink and letting out paper towels. So all this time she had been covering the so called camera all this time so that "they" could not watch her. This one just happened to be to high for her to reach.

Aspergers anyone?

Either he has Aspergers, or he is the biggest asshole that I have ever met. I am personally hoping he has Aspergers. Maybe I can learn to cope with his Aspergers but if it is just ass syndrome I don't think I'm up for another 10 years.
You would think that after being gone for 2 weeks that K would want to give me a few minutes of his time. He refuses to give me just 5 minutes to look at the pics I took of the kids over labor day weekend. It's maybe 40 pics if that. Just feign interest, say oh how cute and go on with your day. I have asked him 3 times already in the 3 days that he has been home. It's not that hard to appear to be a nice person. He has been dicking around with his new computer since virtually the moment he arrived. Normal people might give their family a few nods after being away for two weeks but he is so far from normal. His reasoning is that he only has a month to return his new computer, and that the 5 minutes that I'm asking for will probably doom the return plan. I tried to go into his office to help him set it up and he told me that it really bothers him when I look at his computer screen. That's when it hit me, the man must be autistic. Come on people, me looking at his computer screen bothers him WTF? It has to be Aspergers because the only other explanation for his shit behavior is that he hates me and he is a selfish asshole. I know that he does not hate me, the selfish asshole may apply but seriously there has to be more to it. I am going to read up on the subject.

Grounded from facebook

L is grounded from facebook for using expletives. During her one week hiatus I will be her page master. I'm thinking of posting cute grade school pics of her and the story about the time she forgot to wear under wear to girlscouts on her page. Unless anyone else can think of something funnier.

Biting my tongue
Holding my cards
Practicing self control
Demonstrating patience
Plotting

I offered to trade him for cancer but there were no takers.
He thinks he is so fucking honest but everything is a lie with him.

DUMB

Men are so dumb. How many times do you have to get mad at them for the same thing before they figure something out. Is it really that out of the question to want to be nice to your other half other then when your drunk. And please explain what it is about having to get drunk for EVERY holiday. Is there some Hispanic rule that I'm missing. If so maybe its a good thing have not got preg yet mom says its going to be a boy and that's all i need is two drunk fools in the house. At some point Mexican men are going to have to figure out we need you to act like you care about us when your not drunk too. Because when are drinking we want nothing more then to punch you.
There Lydia I wrote just for you =)