Thanks for the fish

Well, my dad seems to be ok. He had a “viral infection” whatever that means. A bug, I guess. My poor parents. They sold their house in Minnesota and now they’re renting it back from the guy who bought it. They’ve been looking for a place in New England for years and just can’t seem to find what they’re looking for. Sometimes it seems like they don’t really want to find anything.. but now without a house, what are they going to do? Now my dad is sick and they’ll probably go home having made no progress again. It can be a little frustrating. Oh well.

So I won’t worry about that anymore. I’m trying to decide what book to read next. I’m having a hard time stopping myself from buying new ones, though I really shouldn’t. I think I’ll take a break from all the brainy, psychology stuff and read some fluff. So I started “The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy” last night. Of course, that is what “thanks for the fish” is from. : ) Any time I need a quote, I use one from that… so don’t tell anyone that I’ve never actually read the book. Shhh… I tried to start “Hero with 1000 faces” but that just looked way too academic for my current mood. I’ll get back into brainy soon enough. I really want to buy “You Suck” by Christopher Moore… he is so great. So funny and irreverent. Then I came across this guy Carl Hiaasen, who writes these trashy books about Florida. : ) Or books about trashy Florida? And my family members keep giving me books by this Murikami guy… looks like I’m in for a busy winter.

Well, lunch hour is over. I turned in my freelance articles and my ads that were supposed to be brilliant, but really weren’t. We’ll see how that goes. Too much pressure. The gall of people to expect a writer to actually write. I’m much better at brooding and acting like a prima dona. That should really be enough.

Oh, one more thing. I took my fish oil last night for dreaming (it really works!). I keep dreaming about my old boss (ex boss actually, he wasn’t very old). I don’t know why. I also dreamed about English cousins and dead bodies. And Borders book store. And snowy roads but me driving pretty well on them (didn’t even panic!)

just last night I was saying how I hardly ever worried about anyone/anything anymore. My parents stayed here last night and took off again around 10:30 this morning. My dad was complaining that he wasn’t feeling that great, which, not to be rude, isn’t that unusual. I mean he’s close to 70 years old and is in pretty good health, but he often just doesn’t feel great….doesn’t sleep very well… stuff like that. So tonight when the phone rang, I had a feeling it was about him. Apparently he’s in the hospital but doing ok. The thing that sucks is that they’re away from home so I feel bad for my mom too. I didn’t answer the phone so just got a message, but called back and left a message that said they’re welcome to come back here. They’re probably about an hour or two away. I’d rather them come here then go to some crappy motel, but they’re pretty stubborn, so I’m sure that’s what they’ll do. I guess he had a fever.  I’ll try them one more time at 9:30 and then go to bed.

I don’t know why I go to bed so early. I guess I just get bored. Then I lay in bed for hours and don’t sleep. Part of it is that J goes to bed and then I feel kind of obliged. I need to think of something to do to occupy myself at night. God knows I have plenty of books to read. I’m about done with “the power of coincidence.” I sort of skimmed/skipped most of the ending because it was getting a little weird. Love, love, love, blah blah blah.  : ) I had a very disturbing dream about my dad last night. But not about him being sick.

Anyway, worrying never helped anything so I’m going to “give the universe an unconditional YES!” as my book would say. Barf. It seems like a lot of really crappy stuff has been happening lately. At work, one coworker’s cat died, another’s father’s cancer returned, then my dad…IT seems things go in cycles… everything’s great for awhile then it all falls apart. Oh well, this is really negative. I think it’s time for bed. Good night.