We’re on the road to nowhere… Come on inside…

I’m feelin’ okay this mornin’ despite the weird, work influenced dream that’s still lingering in my thoughts. The scent of coffee is filling the house, as I finally try out my new coffee maker (Brad’s already done so. Did I mention he cleaned up the kitchen, too? Go Brad!)

Anywho.. the weird dream. It’s the end of the month crunch, we’re all at work gathered around my desk where it is obvious I am the bottleneck in the operation because they are all patiently waiting to prompt me to get to their urgent items. Paul, Marc, Jonathan, Patrick, Jason, Bobby, David from work are there. I am at the desk, where my monitor is even more huge than it actually is, and it seems to have a lovely big green plant in a basket on top of it now with a card that says “Happy Birthday”. I’m working my ass off, flipping through sites, trying to work on their issues in rotation, or something, instead of one thing start to finish. They are encouraging this. I’m getting stressed out as I notice that somehow my desk has become very small and the monitor and the plant balancing on it are just about hanging off the back of the desk. I indicate that I need to fix that, but I am yelled at by those around me. Suddenly I realize niece Angela is there, sitting beside me. She tells me to calm down and that she’s glad I like the plant she sent me. She just keeps telling me that everything will be alright.

That’s it. I woke up, still hearing their various swirling thoughts on my situation in my head.

Well, yeah.. need to work on the coffee mixture… and my morning math skills. Why do they have to make it so complex. Coffee maker says “4 1-cup servings”. Well, one cup, 8-oz, right? So, why do coffee grinds say “1 Tbsp per 6oz serving”. In morning math terms, I just put 4-Tbsp in, thinking that’d be safe, since 6-oz serving less than 8-oz serving and i didn’t want it too strong. Fat chance. This stuff could walk on it’s own… it’s stronger than me. It could probably do pull ups. I double check the instructions… I’m not blind.. one TABLESPOON per each 6-oz serving. Yup. Go figure. Next time I’ll just wing it.

Been trying to plan Birthday things. I think the girls might agree to meet at the usual haunt Friday after work for a brief birthday cheese. I really think I’m going to need a margarita after this week. After that, though… who knows. I think the weekend plans thing has fallen apart, which is really fine. Maybe we’ll just goof and do something around town… golf or D&B or something. There is a Halloween party Friday night, but I don’t know if we’re going yet. JT is costumeless at this point, and we may just save it for next Friday’s Halloween party. Skittles sure knows where all the parties are.

Speaking of which… I’m looking at a friendly gathering Sunday night for a sort of birthday dinner I guess. Not really sure where, but due to repeated inquiries as to “what is going on for your birthday!?!?”, i figured I’d try to plan something. Not sure who’d want to go, but I figure if we get the girls, maybe John & Paul in tow, and the 3 here, that’s already a big enough group to make picking a place tough. I was thinking Happy Sumo maybe? On Abernathy, I believe. Other suggestions are welcome. Actually.. I’d be all about Dave and Busters again, if Stacy doesn’t mind. I love that place. I guess we’ll figure something out.

Oh well… enough ramble. Must get out of scary pajamas, robe and do away with bed-head. Shame Brad already woke up and got to witness this horror, I shouldn’t subject him to it again anytime soon. Yeah, so, btw, working from home today, and when I’m on the VPN I can’t be on Trillian… sometimes MSN, but sometimes no, so if you don’t see me online it means I’m actually working. Whoa.