Strange dreams and other things

Well, due to my current health, (recovery from hemmoroid surgery... size of golfball, around 16 blueberry sized blood clots removed) I have been sleeping on my left side or my stomach on the couch. I forgot to remove my nicotine patch and ended up with some bizarre dreams.

I was a stagehand for a burlesque show at Madonna's house, then given opportunity to have a few lines for one skit, I changed the line to something that was more comedic. I was then sent off to repair or fix a toilet, then it turned into some weird combination of The Shadow meets reality tv. Who knows what stupidity lies within unrehearsed television, only the subconcious mind knows.

This also may be due to the fact that I left the tv on and this morning had a remote sized imprint on my side.

Like I said, weird. But weird is only a step from what one is normally used to. What lies beyond that corner is a new world, to the brave it is. To those who are stuck in their day to day routine and not with open mind, it's weird. I do have an open mind, but... fixing a toilet at Madonna's house?

Writing stuff, been concentrating on another bit of fan fiction for RPCongress.com, yes I am a geek. I play the MMORPG City of Heroes, and to kick start the writing back up again, I'm collaborating with another player. A current story takes the noir detective and the damsel to India.

And I'll be damned if the synchronicity isn't coming up all over the place. Random searches for computer information has lead me back to sites coming directly out of India. Television ads for corn chips having a setting in India. Those can be easily explained. Folk fest brought me back to the India pavilion, but I never realized that I'd end up meeting an old colleague. But the final bit of the synchronicity that cannot be explained is my mother lending me her DVD, Bride and Prejudice, a bollywood flick.

Off to the doctor this afternoon, hoping to get some sleep before then, but then I have caffeine withdrawl headache starting, so coffee it is.

I'm still here,
Pearce

P.S. I will be randomly attaching my meter flash for my quit.
Two weeks, five days, 2 hours, 5 minutes and 7 seconds. 229 cigarettes not smoked, saving $96.20. Life saved: 19 hours, 5 minutes.