I Dream In Hentai in BookThree: Flight Log 2016

So… while I may not feel up to creativity of late… my brain is finding avenues.

DREAM
I was in a new town; much larger but still “Small Town” feel. For some reason, I was convinced that I could walk to work still. Despite my home being on the 100 block of the city and my office being on 2nd Street. I began to walk but when I got to about 89th Street, I found a college building. As I tried to go through the college as a “shortcut” I kept getting bumped into by students to the point where everything I was carrying for work had fallen dozens of times and some of my stuff had even broken in a few places. I overheard some of the students discussing how one of their Law Professors had been a State Court Judge before retiring to teach. At that point, I decided that there was no way I was going to make it to work on time by walking, so I turned around and began to walk back home. However, every time I had to cross a street/intersection; a car would appear out of nowhere and just narrowly avoid hitting me. AND THEN, I got close to my home and things went all Virtual Reality. I knew I was playing a game of some kind because it was suddenly night time and instead of walking past the warehouse district; I was walking inside the warehouses that were now all interconnected. And I was chasing a cute “Anime Asian Chick” whose outfit would change after every third right turn. At the “sparkly one piece bathing suit” outfit, I caught up to her enough that I was guiding her turns with my left hand upon her left breast. I turned her to the right three times, and her outfit changed to “Sultry Maiden Victim”. She was wearing a kimono that really had no bottom to it… so she was entirely exposed from the waist down. The blue and white kimono was mostly open exposing her chest. And there were two red marks on her neck that had blood dried on them. At that point, we started having sex and I woke up.

So… I know I’m not the only one here who can say this but… I hate my brain! Yeah.

There IS work to do. And… I’ll get some of it done. Hell, it is only 11:00 right now… I have a good 6 hours to finish work. So it isn’t like there’s no chance of it being taken care of. But my brain is certainly not in a place I want it. It is thinking (almost exclusively) about unpacking the house, preparing rooms, preparing the ever increasing list of shit that needs to be completed or fixed. And yeah, technically… we’re still in May. And I wasn’t expecting things to feel “settled” until after May. But… I want my house. I want my life to feel… decidedly less transitional(?). I have resigned myself to the knowledge that I won’t know how to do this job with full confidence for quite some time. That resignation has allowed me to truly investigate each day of work as “What can I learn, what needs to be taken care of and by when?” Or in short, I have accepted that my job will feel very fluid or transition for many months to come. So… MAGIC THE HOUSE FINISHED! lol. I suppose, like most things, I’m feeling most GO GO GO GO GO about it all because we’re in that “close, but not quite” place. I haven’t really “had a place to live” since March. Now… I’m in a house, a beautiful house, and the house has a kitchen and two bathrooms! So… I want it done.

I’m so funny about stuff. Just… stuff in general. I can say with confidence… three to four hours of hard, focused, diligent work today and all of my work will be complete. I can say that as soon as I get a Useable Kitchen, can Take a Shower, can Play Video Games and Surf the Web, have Curtains, complete a simultaneously useful Master Bedroom and Guest Bedroom, and feel comfortable inviting my parents over… then I’ll be good. And while that may sound like whining… honestly, I’m pleased to say that’s the least “wanting” I’ve had in years. Legitimately. Instead of want a job, I want to know how to do my job. The unspoken auxiliary items are important. HAVE JOB = something to do, purpose, income. I don’t know what I’m doing? LEARN. Learning something is more rewarding than trying to obtain something anyway. Instead of want somewhere to live, I want my beautiful place to be finished. The differences should be huge… having a place is amazing; pushing forward to getting it less “Money Pit” is simply a logical progression of obtaining a worthwhile place. And if that is all I actively want? Then I am one incredibly lucky guy. So… yes, I would like to know how to do my job… I would like to be motivated to do my job so that work which can be finished in a few hours is the first thing I do instead of the last… I would like my house to be finished, organized, furnished, and useful. And sure, I could continue with a wish list of entertainment items… N64 & PS4 Games, Movies, comic books, etcetera. But… three months ago, I was considering near homelessness with no job prospects. Two months ago, I was living in a shitty place, getting by on an air mattress.

So yeah, I would like the Master Bedroom to actually have a vent. I would like my dryer to actually be hooked up. I would like a mail box. But I have a roof over my head, an actual roof over a house with several rooms. That’s nothing to ignore. Just… keep my fingers crossed and push forward that the house can be done quickly (I’m saying end of May and expecting before June 12th) and hoping that I can get a handle on the job (I’m saying end of June and expecting before Christmas).

3 PM… time to get to work (I’m pathetic).
Item 1: Not enough info; waiting on a phone call.
Item 2: Clean Up on Case. If people would either (1) show up; or (2) hire a lawyer if they weren’t going to appear… life would be easier for them and me.
Item 3: File Updates. The time at the end of the month where I go through every single file to see if it needs to be upgraded, downgraded, or worked on.

Then 5 hit out of nowhere and I had to run back home to help the wife with things. SUPER glad we should have the internet this weekend and SUPER glad I have a three day weekend. Just a day away!