Shiny Happy Lizard

For the last week I have been decorating for Christmas. The lights are on the house, the plastic wisemen are lit up, and everything outside is good to go. Now inside has been a challenge this year. Of course all of the usual decorations are up, but every year I always have new stuff to add to the mix. It seems that the glitter companies have the edge on Chistmas decor this year. No matter what I find, it's either glittery, sparkly, or shiny. What happened to the old plain dull cool things? I feel like Cinderella, and if you knew me, you'd have a hard time imagining that. There is glitter everywhere! On the floor, clothes, furniture, desk, and even trapped inside my keyboard. And of course the vacuum doesn't pick it up. Guess I need to invest in one of those Dyson thingies that "never loses suction." Hey, I should get a kickback for even saying that.

Smoking or Non?

I finally quit smoking this week. It's now day 4, and I haven't even cheated. But don't think I haven't wanted to, because I'd give my left arm for cigarette right now. I find myself reaching for one like I always did, and then feel disappointed when I realize I've quit. But I can't figure out if it's the mental or physical addiction doing it. Happy Thanksgiving by the way.

Agent Lizard

I think it's time for me to admit to myself that I watch toooo much television. Yes, that's right, another dream. Last night I was an agent with NCIS. Gibbs, DiNozzo and McGee were all there. It starts off with me running after Ari. I finally catch him, and shoot him dead. Or, so I thought. I meet up with the guys, and lo and behold, Ari comes running after me. McGee trips him, and we all get away. A little while later, I'm talking with Gibbs, and Ari pops up. I freak out, and Gibbs jumps in front of me just when Ari shoots. He took a bullet in the shoulder for me. DiNozzo shoots Ari, and we then put him on a slab to run him through a 5000 degree flaming cooker. Dead at last. We all start walking back to the office, and Ari jumps in front of us yet again. Turns out the guy running the cooker thing turned it off the moment we turned around, so Ari was fine. So McGee tackles him and stabs him in the eye. This time, he's dead...really. So then we all go to Gibb's house to eat. He's cooking steak and baked potato's for us, and while doing so, I start crying and apologize for almost getting him killed. He hugs me, and that's it. I woke up. I tell ya, my fantasy dream life is much better than my real life. Of course I've added them all to my list.

Another Good One

I'm such a lucky dreamer. Last night I had another great one. This time it was all about Victor Garber. Yes I am a big fan of his work, and I absolutely love Justice. In my dream, he was himself, but with the personality of his Justice character, Ron Trott. Can we say HOT!?! Of course, many of the details I can't discuss here, I don't think my site host would allow it ;) If I am remembering correctly, I think I read somewhere that when you often dream of sex &/or love, it is because you crave it, or simply have just been without it. I think I'm in the latter group of that one. Go figure. So, per tradition, I've added him to my list. He's definitely a stud.

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