I had a weird dream last night.
I was at this womans house, D’s, having dinner. It was very good. After dinner her two daughters brought dessert. I recognized them, and they looked much older than they are. All three girls were very happy that I liked the dinner and dessert.
Suddenly an ex-girlfriend, L, appeared, and was sitting at the table with me. She seemed very calm and sad.
Then D’s husband came in, and walked by me, giving a strange look but not saying a word. He went into the kitchen, and I could hear him talking to D. Then he came back out to the table and was teasing me. Calling me lovey boy, and saying I liked his wife, which I did, and she liked me too, in this dream. (L had disappeared by now).
I got angry and got up and walked to the kitchen, looking for D, I was going to tell her I was getting ready to kick her husbands ass. Instead found another ex girlfriend, K, in there hiding. She said we had to go, so we went outside and got in her car, a gold Jaguar. The Jaguar had windows that wouldn’t roll down and the AC didn’t work and it was HOT. I looked over at her driving and she was wearing a very short skirt and a very tight sleeveless shirt and had very large boobs, flat stomach, nice tanned arms and legs and her skin was all shiny and wet from sweating. She looked very good, but it was very very hot and uncomfortable in the car, and I felt guilty for wanting to have sex with her.

Then I woke up.


Seems like every morning I wake up at 3AM, no matter what time I go to sleep. I wonder if it’s left over from when I got up to study.
I’m in bed now, typing this on my phone.
Today I have a split shift again. I’m recording a public meeting tonight for future broadcast.
The weather here has been cold and windy and cloudy-ish, too much for the beach. Maybe today will be better!


Today I am BAWLING

I was

It was an OK weekend, as far as weekends go, but it was very dissatisfying, and I feel cheated out of the trip we looked forward to for so long.

Last night I had a dream I saw a seagoing green turtle flip flopping across a US superhighway.

Not much fun

The OI Girl and I spent Friday afternoon at the airport, being bullshitted two hours at a time. Then the trip to Costa Rica was canceled. Problems with the plane. Also the Panama trip was canceled. Two planeloads of people, all at the airport together.
I was very disappointed to say the least. The OI Girl is too, but she was the one cheering me up.
Her family had the whole time planned for when we were there, and from what I understand, are devastated.

Who knows when we’ll get another chance to go.

Funny thing, a guy at the dive shop was telling me they had a woman in the shop who was irate because they couldn’t get a ticket because they were told the plane was out of commission. I told the guy we already had tickets, and we kinda thought the lady was mistaken, or talking about some other trip.
I guess not…..
At the airport, someone else said they heard rumors of plane problems the day before I did.

Funny thing is, if I had known a day earlier, I could have gotten another flight. It seems that the charter company knew and kept their mouth shut. The charter company is blaming the airline, (Atlantic Air, out of Honduras.)

So we had an OK weekend, we went to the beach Saturday and diving today. We’re both still off tomorrow.
Then it’s back to work, Forever.