I had the most bizarre and horrid (and vivid) dreams last night. I think it might have been something I ate. That homemade macaroni and cheese is really tasty, but every time I make it I have nightmares. I think it�s the garlic.

I have to go in to work this afternoon, and I�m not really looking forward to it. I�m not feeling all that great and I�m still tired- and I went to bed early last night, too! Heh� I must seem like such a whiner sometimes, because I write in here constantly about not wanting to go to work. You might not know it by reading this, but for the most part, I actually like my job. It�s just when I first wake up that I have little or no interest in it. I�m sure that in another hour when I�m actually there and getting things done I�ll feel just fine about it.

W.O.V. and I went through a whole mess of boxes downstairs last night. He�s helping me clear off the shelves down there and we�re going to get rid of tons of things I never use. Anything cool and collectable will go on Ebay for auction, hopefully bring in a few $$. If they don�t go, they end up in our garage sale Labour Day weekend, and if they don�t go then� it�s Value Village for them. I think if we start the bidding low, they�ll go- there�s a lot of Disney stuff and some old Gobots and an old tabletop arcade Pac-Man. Those things are kind of popular now with the Gen-Ex crowd. I need to clear the downstairs shelves so I can clear the middle bedroom� and turn it into my office! It�s hard to get any work done in the dining room.

Anyway, I have to dash� get my uniform on and trudge through the desert heat to work� it�s brutal hot outside� I can�t wait to finish tonight and come home to sit on my patio with a cool iced tea and Oscar on my lap.