Blue Snails, Purple Elephants

So headaches make me think about things, unfortunately, like the fact that I missed the 4:30 ponder over purple elephants. Damn, I'm pondering it now. *I hate you Jackie*... *not really, you're awesome*. But I find myself thinking about little things like not being able to find the asprin, and, the fact that although all the lights in the house are comfortably dim, I find myself staring at the blinding computer screen. Don't worry, I don't understand it either.

And I keep thinking about my dream last night. It is infinitely better than the last one I had, I'm glad to say.

The last one I had (that I can remember) was the other night when I dreamt that, while on my way to work, being driven by my mother curiously in a mini-van and running late, we got on the topic of Jason Mraz. And as we're talking about him, there he is, right outside my window. We've pulled into the shopping plaza where my dream Starbucks is and he's walking toward the building, right there in front of me. So, of course, I gawk. He notices and waves. So I hop out of the car with the pretext of going to my job, but of course I could care less about making coffee at that moment, besides I was late anyway. So I stroll not so casually over to where Jason is meeting his buddies, everyone from San Diego. Billy was there, so were Aaron, Justin, Keith, Toca, Jessie, and so on. So I say hello and am recognized by a few of the Hot Monkey Lovers, who introduce me to Jason. We're chatting and things are going spiffy when I notice a spot in the sky over Jason's left shoulder. I try to ignore it but as we're chatting it is getting bigger. I finally point it out and ask, "should I be concerned about that?" Jason turns and sees it and says, casually, "That's just a falling star." But by this point it looks like a volcano vortex has opened up in the atmosphere and lava and sparks are defying gravity and flowing out from this thing, spreading across the sky. Then, suddenly, the sparks shoot straight down on top of us and I wake up in a moment of intense searing burning pain. Not so great.

However, in the dream I had last night, Jason and I ran into each other at a party/get together type thing. It was really mellow and fun. We were chilling on the couch. My dream Jason was absolutely hilarious being very ADHD and easily excited. We were talking about something, to which he said something and I stuck out my tongue at him, laughing. He then gasped "You have your tongue pierced?" and grabbed me and the rest of the dream was pretty much us swapping spit. Dream Jason is a mighty fine kisser if I do say so myself. ; )

Despite this great night's sleep I had, I find myself with mondo-headache from heckle. I blame the psych and calc yesterday. Or it could have been the stats this morning... or the humanities this afternoon... or for that matter the bio tonight. Or I could simply be stressing about work this weekend. Afterall, the last time I went to work the sky imploded.