I had another post-apocalyptic dream last night, this one involving trying to find nuclear battery cells for my toy light saber and then realizing that I should horde as much stuff from the place I was in before it was all gone, and that if these battery cells only lasted ten years, I should take both.
I learned this morning on the train that some people find the words "awww shiiiit" much easier to say than "excuse me".
Yesterday morning, I was washing my hands in preparation for shelling my hard boiled eggs. The facilities manager was stocking the kitchen with new sugar things and tea bags, and up and put his dirty fingers between the water and my, until that second, clean hands. It was appalling and disgusting. Good thing I wasn't actually shelling the eggs then, or I'd make him go to the OK Deli and buy me a new one.
In January, as part of my New Years Resolutions, I made a budget. This budget does not allow me such frivolities as new books, clothing, CDs, shoes, or really, anything other than groceries, bills, and a night and a half out each week. While it seems weird to have kept my credit cards out of my wallet for the past few months, I don't really miss buying stuff. I plan on using my Christmas Bonus ($15 gift cert to Borders) to buy this book on Feng Shui that I was thumbing through the other day. It was talking about how the path to clear thought and effective energy flow is to rid yourself of clutter. Ironically, I'm buying another book in order to teach me that.