I'm having a very hard time being productive today. I slept poorly last night and pretty much failed at paying attention during Ultrasound this morning. Then, when I got home this afternoon, instead of watching the 2 hours of Anesthesia I had intended to, I cuddled Aaron and we fell asleep for 2 hours. Ah well. It was a lovely nap. I'm done with class at 10 tomorrow so I can catch up on Anesthesia (4 hours. Yuck) once home. And then get ready for our open book exam. What's the point? I've also been working on some Dermatology homework. Translating my notes into something someone else can understand is quite the task!
I have a strong desire to buy more lipstick even though I wear it so rarely.
I've been having dream about people I know lately, which doesn't occur that often. Last night I had a dream I was throwing a party in my back yard and a bunch of people I was friends with in high school was there. I was especially happy to see Otto the younger, my "son." We were such good friends in hs but I haven't seen him in years. Someday, when I'm not in school and not feeling neurotic, I should try to have an awkward party with high school friends who are still in town. People I went to grade school were there too. I remember Matt was talking to me for a while and then, of course, Michael showed up. I am so sick of Michael dreams. I had a crush on Michael for years in grade school. It was the type of unrequited puppy love you have when you're young and dumb. And because there aren't many other choices in your class of like 40 who you've been with since you were 5. That was half a lifetime ago, I have no lingering feelings for him, and I only consciously think about him when I have these dreams. They pop up every month or so and I don't know why. I used to have Bobby dreams a lot until I became facebook friends with him and knew he was OK in life, so maybe my brain wants closure on someone I once cared about but no longer have contact with? I don't know. I think it's weird. Anyway, he showed up on a bike and was a hipster, which I found hilarious. We had a pleasant conversation and that was about where the dream ended.
Then, during a nap, I had a dream I was at a family gathering. Anne was there, alive and healthy. She was making a list about something and making wry comments throughout the dream. I was very like her to be planning something and inserting dry humor. It was nice. With the exception of my dog, Ace, it is extremely rare for me to dream about dead people. I've had 2 dreams about Anne since she died and they've both been pleasant. I often wonder if I should tell her daughter about the dreams since they're fairly happy dreams, but I'm also afraid it would be upsetting. Also, we're not that close so...I dunno.
Speaking of Ace, it's been a bit over 9 years since he died and I still have moments where I intensely miss him. He was my first dog, I grew up with him, so I guess it makes sense. I do find it odd though, how, sometimes in the middle of the night, I'll wake up and confusedly mumble "Ace?" to Stanley, when he's cuddling me. They're very different dogs, in all aspects. Someday, when I have the time, I want to look through old photos. My dad took some amazing ones of Ace and me and I'd really like to see them again.
In other, less introspective news, I just had a fart that made a very funny noise.
On Saturday, Genevieve and Amber came over and we played Cards Against Humanity. We had some excellent plays! I believe Aaron took pictures of some of them, so I'll have to steal them and maybe post them should I ever become ambitious enough to do so. Then, since Genevieve missed the New Year's party as she was sick. we had a mini New Year's celebration at 11 and drank one of the leftover bottles of sparkling wine. It was a really lovely, relaxing night. I hope I'm able to have more get togethers with friends this semester with my lighter schedule. It does me a world of good!
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