I realised something, last night while I was dreaming. That in my dreams, I have a pub. It is sortof there in every dreamscape, and sometimes I go into that bar and the same three people serve there - two guys and a girl. I don't know their names but I know their faces, and they know mine. I guess this might be a recurring dream, and although the pub's presence is in most dreams (or so i figured in this dream) it's generally a block away, or three blocks away, or in my home town, just ever present, and sometimes I visit it - as I did last night. The bar was empty last night. The two barmen were fixing something in one of the booths - something electrical, and the woman was behind the bar serving me - her lipstick was pastel pink, her hair blonde and piled on her head. She's no more than 25 or so and keeps the bar spic and span. I drank one glass of guiness and fell off my stool. I seemed to think I was drugged and they laughed and suggested i couldn't hold my alcohol - which is more likely. Don't you love it when I tell you my naff dreams? Why I Love Rose - Reason 4578 Email Rules - She showed me how to implement them. I've know of them for years but never bothered using many [any] of the helpful features available in Microsoft Outlook. Now, when you email me, your mail goes into "Personal". My User Group emails and lists go into a folder called "Lists" funnily enough. I have 6 emails, workrelated, in my InBox not.. 6 work email and 25000 emails from you mixed into Flash/LINGO digests. Neat eh? Good Old Rosie. she's not a bad stick.

I think she sensed my eyes on her. I only had about 4 minutes before she woke up with a wide-eyed start looking about this way that way not really sure why she woke and then when I tried to flesh out the picture by drawing the rest of her knees tucked up and white sandles everytime I looked at her she was looking back at me. I think You can feel when someone's looking at you even when you're alseep.

JO r u there??
Me YES!!! Me SHOULD ahem should i ring you or are yous till online thinks thats gotta be the stoopidest question i've managed to come up with all day Meok you're phones engaged so< YOU'RE STILL ONLINE Me can you tell i am excited to hear from you>? JO was it your birthday? - did i miss it? i thought it is in may *panicing* Me it was you did and its in march and who cares what chat software do you have these days? yahoo? msn? icq? email? smoke signals? telepathy? msn or shall i get off line? Me get offline, get off.. GET OFF!!

Want to play cards? You gotta know when to hold 'em. Know when to fold 'em. Know when to walk away - and know when to run. A list of cards you don't play til you need them. And only play them once: "It's my house and while you live under my roof you will obey my rules" "I'd like to remind you, we pay your wages" "You'll do as you're told" "I'm just the Graphic Designer" "You seem to be under the impression this is a discussion" (not strictly a card) "You don't seem to understand I *enjoy* making your life miserable" (not strictly a card, either) "It's not my job to understand you, it's my job to keep you alive long enough so you can understand yourself" (nope, 'nother notcard) "No, you may NOT have my WACOM" (okay, now its just rambling soundbites) "You can still get pregnant without having penetrative sex - with all that sperm flying about you never know *what's* going to happen" (now that was clearly inappropriate) Someone said one of these things to me today. It made me feel like I was 10 years old and in no way able to control my life and depressed, too, for most of the evening.. Until.. worn down and ladden with groceries, I stuffed a cream filled sugar dusted good ole kiwi [non of that american crap] donut into my mouth sitting in my car, in the dark, outside the dairy, waiting for my passengers to complete their transactions inside and I have to say its one of the first/only times I have *actually* turned to food for comfort and it was sooooooooo gooooood. I made those "homer eating noises"