Shoo-Bee-Doo

I didn't get much sleep last night.  I'm guessing it's a combination of these three things:

1.  Went and saw Bourne Supremecy.  I left the theather really pumped-up because it was a really cool movie.  It comes close to number one on my "best of 2004" list.  Nothing's gonna pass up K.B. 2 though.

2.  I've been amazingly stressed out at lately.  One of those "stressed outs" where it won't stop unless things drastically change.   That's from a number of things, which I won't get into.... yet.

3.  I had a horrible dream last night.  And I haven't had a bad dream in a while.  It was a "jump-out-of-bed-and-walk-around-to-calm-yourself" dream.  This one I must share because a few of you will understand what i'm talking about. 

I was sitting in German class freshman year of high school.  Frau Marshall came in with her usual band-aid on the chin and started teaching.  Half way through the class, I asked her a question (which is odd, because I never asked questions).   She turns to me and the band-aid comes flying off.   Suddenly, all this nasty looking stuff comes out of her chin and all over the class room.   That's about it.  I drew you a picture for a better visual. 


Scary stuff, isn't it?