Or has this place started to become what we all hate about Facebook?
A HISTORY LESSON, VERY INTERESTING! READ IT ALL..
They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & sold to the tannery…….if you had to do this to survive you were “Piss Poor”
But worse than that were the really poor folk who…
So I had this dream last night….
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon. And I was with a bunch of friends at a water park. I was floating down a lazy river, just relaxing in the sun. All of a sudden my tube came up to a pretty girl. We chatted and it just passed the time. Eventually another one of my friends floated on up, and almost instantly she became attracted to him. Then her friend floated up, so now there’s 4 of us just talking. Another one of my friends came floating up, and now the second girl that game was attracted to him! This pattern continued for another 3 or 4 rounds of me being passed over, before I finally woke up. I can’t say I’ve ever had a nice dream turn into my biggest fear.
I’m not one who typically analyzes dreams into deeper meaning. But waking up from this dream; a dream I remember so clearly…It makes me wonder that if deep down inside I’m not as confident as I’d like to be. I’m not quite sure how to change that, other than to try and stop thinking about negative things when they pop into my head.
Christ, I need a drink.
Problem with laying around all day and falling asleep at 8… is now I cant fuckin sleep. Getting angry reading people’s facebook posts about how great their lives always are. Just making it harder for me to settle my mind. Guess I’ll just make a PBJ and watch crappy TV.
Do you ever just go out for one drink after work? And then that drink goes down fast, and the company around you is good? And then before you know it, its dark, you’re chain smoking (even though I quit), and ordering shots? Then you look at the time and its midnight. You then vaguely remember walking home. The morning comes, yelling into your skull. Your vision is blurry as you make your way to the shower. Then in the shower you reflect on you got absolutely nothing productive done the night before that you planned.
Y’all know what I mean?
I woke up so hungover that I forgot my name. I forgot how I got home. And I forgot how I ended the night. On a fucking Thursday… But I know it was a great night. I blame Liz.
So this happened on Saturday.
As the tumultuous clouds roll into the north east, the sky begins to darken. Rain has begun falling from above. It crashes into our windows as the wind has taken hold of these cold bullets of water. The tree limbs are violently dancing; trying to hold onto each and every limb. A fight that has only just started. All is silent in room, but the weatherman on television casting a grim look over the next 36 hours. Panic has spread throughout the state of New Jersey. The shelves of stores are being picked clean as people prepare for the worst…but pray for the best. There is no turning back at this point. We can only seek cover and ride out what is said to be an onslaught of snow, rain, and wind. My thoughts are with you all on this cold Friday afternoon. God speed.
How I Actually feel:
We’re getting snow? Cool. Suck it up.