Friday, October 20, 2006

Two nights ago I had a dream that my parakeet, Ethel, flung herself into my coffee cup and drowned.

In the dream I was sympathetic, but not terribly. I mean, I'm not sure she was feeling suicidal so much as thirsty.

Last night I dreamed I was a minister and it was my first day in the pulpit. I did a really good job and my vestments were totally rockin'. Then we all went shopping in Amsterdam.

I wonder if that dream was some sort of sign. Sometimes I think about divinity school. I mean, I think about law school too, but it's really all in the "someday, when I win the lottery" stages of planning, the unrealistic-pipe-dream phase.

but I never had a dream about my first day in court.

any thoughts?

I think it means that you shouldn't be drinking Peet's coffee,

i don't actually know what -that- means.
birds are SO stupid.

Seriously, I had a hard time believing it was a dream, and had to go count birds to make sure we still had all four.

But I'm having something of a real issue about the elephant sandwich that is school.
I had a dream recently that I'd gotten married (there was no groom), and some friends were arriving from outer space in a UFO to come to my reception...
i dreamed all my teeth were breaking off. again. i hate that one! this one was particularly annoying; they kept crumbling instead of breaking right off and left little pointy jagged ends.
aaaaaaah! the teeth dream!!!!!

The teeth dream is the WORST! Fortunately I haven't had it in a while, but it always freaks me out.
I wanted to say, it sounds like divinity school would probably more up your alley than law school; but then i realized i was speaking more for myself, there.

yeah, i still don't know what i want to be when i grow up, either, really...ech, the psych/social work/counselling/whichwhatwherewhenwhy? schools thing, well, that's another subject. onward and upward.
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