MONDAY...
— Quiet day to start. Watch a movie on PETA... and do some e-mails.
— Work is okay. Working with the women’s team on evening shift.
TUESDAY...
— Lots of snow today. 5 to 10 cm was predicted but I’d say we got closer to 10 to 15. Drive in was fine though... we got most of it while at work.
WEDNESDAY...
— In for lunch with Kiyomi... which is nice since we haven’t seen each other much over the last few weeks.
— Groceries after lunch and home for an hour before heading back to work for the evening shift. Not a bad night with Anne-Marie and Sue in AFIS with me.
THURSDAY...
— Not feeling real good today. Aches and pains and tired. But work goes alright anyway. Short change tomorrow though... that won’t be so nice to be getting up bright and early.
FRIDAY...
— Up early for days. Not lots of sleep and I’m still feeling sort of sick. But the stats are surprisingly good for a half day work and it’s off to the Christmas luncheon at the Keg. I drive Melissa, Kiyomi and Jen there... sit with Kiyomi, Jen and Trevor... and it’s a good time.
— Home for much sleep and some TV. I wake at one point wondering how it’s 4:20 AM already... taking several seconds to realize it was 4:20 PM instead.
SATURDAY...
— Skip a surprise party I was invited to because I’m just too worn down. Some congestion, a bit of a cough, sinus aches, and really tired. I sleep through the night but still have two naps during the day as well.
The Top Hat
Laid a top hat o’r a hole
And in it I did crawl.
But when the hat they took away
There was no hole at all.
Where’d he go they all wondered.
We thought he’d be right there.
My disappearing rabbit trick
Seems to have given quite a scare.
Perhaps I’m gone to another place
A thousand miles away.
Or maybe even another time
Viewing events of some past day.
If only a hat is all it took
To travel where you dream.
You’d zip through space and time
Faster than a beam.
Where would you go if you had this hat
That would take you anywhere.
And what, if anything, would you do
Once you materialized there.
Would you redo events from another time
And hope to change your days.
Or would you go to a favourite place
To live in a peaceful haze.
But that top hat has no spell
It just lays upon your head.
This whole poem comes from a dream
I had while snug in bed.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
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