Dreams

I've been sick since Sunday arvo. Some sort of cold thing that has totally sapped my energy and given me a nasty sore throat. Scored some time off work tho!! I often get strange dreams when I'm sick and this time has been no exception. Sunday nite I dreamed I was playing rugby with a bunch of people, my team was doing well but losing because for some reason all my players kept disappearing until there were just three of us in the scrum against about twelve on the other team. For some reason on of my two team mates was a girl in a skirt. Somehow this dream morphed into me fighting alongside Gandalf against two baddies, then Gandalf disappeared and it was just me using his staff and then that turned into a spear and I was was fighting a sorceress who I killed. And then I woke up. Strange stuff. Loving that I fought alongside Gandalf tho.
Am engaged in a fierce contest for top score on Solataire at the moment. Emma is presently beating me with 11168 points in 66 seconds. Nigh on impossible. I'm a whole 5 seconds behind her. Male pride at stake. Have ceased play for the day coz I am feeling like crap and no longer have access to a computer with a mouse (touchpad is useless for soataire) but will resume my efforts tomorow.

Weekend Awesomeness

It's quater to one on Sunday nite and Im about to get my earliest nite and longest sleep in three days. Since I woke up Friday morning 60 odd hours have passed and in that time I have had 10 hours sleep (plus a doze that doesn't really count and will be explained later). I spent the weekend visiting Megan in Loughborough. Many stories and adventures need far more time and focus than I am capable of right now so Im going to sleep. Ill fill you in when I wake up.
Nite Nite!!

Shattered

Still Ill. As I described to a friend earlier today it's like the cold from hell crawled inside of me and is now being released in coughs, sneezes and general flows of snot from whatever orifice is available... thought it would have gotten over me by now but it just keeps mutating and annoying me in a new way every day.
The weekend has destroyed me. As usual I was a model of common sense and stayed out till 4am Saturday nite after working at Expo Day all day and then lending half a hand (the other half was occupied dealing with the fact that I shouldn't physically have been awake and functioning) at the Mosaic Talent Show before I headed to Andy's place to watch Pirates of the Carribean Two and hang out playing dumb games till 4am. Was worth the pain.
Pirates was good but I got really annoyed with either the DVD or the TV (still dont know which one precisely was to blame) for the fact that one of them had destroyed the graphics and so most of the movie looked incredibly fake and irritating. Was dissapointing after seeing it in the cinema, which was amazing!!
Needless to say I didn't make it to church Sunday morning, in fact I didn't make it out of bed on Sunday morning, but I did drag myself along to Mosaic Sunday nite (possibly a mistake) and am rather shattered as things stand (or rather; slump) at the moment.
Cell tonite!! (more sensible choices in store =D) Fun Fun!!