I did not get a margarita, as I ended up having to take a migraine pill (I can never remember what they are, but it's like Bucephalus so that's what I call them, plus they are the size of horse pills).

It knocked me on my ass as usual, and I had really wacky dreams, including one where California approved licenses for flying cars, so SF got flying trolleys.

including one where California approved licenses for flying cars, so SF got flying trolleys.

I want to live in Raq's dream world.

Better than my dream of running around decrepit parts of Chicago looking for a murder, while BBC's Sherlock pops up occasionally. Less fun than it should have been because he was more interested in the 20-something girl with the short black hair, whoever the hell she was. Even in my dreams I'm too old.

Better than my dream of running around decrepit parts of Chicago looking for a murder

Actually not that hard a task these days.

I woke up again early. i had to take my car into the shop for oil change and to check why my brake fluid was low. Walked the mile and a half home because the weather is nice.

Heard back as to why my brake fluid is low - a leak in the capilier that needs to be fixed. That with the other stuff (oil change, check my battery, fix stopped up nozzle for windshield fluid) is going to cost me more than I want to spend. But they can get it ready for me today. So at least I won't be another day without a car.

I also accidentally pulled out one of the double points in the knitting project that has so far gone smoothly. I had trouble getting the needle back in so I'm going in for help with that tomorrow.

My dreamself has incorporated big city safety practices, though, it told me not to take the elevator in the rundown apartment building but to take the stairs. I'm much healthier in my dreams.

"Christmas sprinting" is an amusingly apropos typo.

askye, sorry about the car stuff. Unexpected expenses are a bummer.

The lady next door to where I am working is putting up Xmas lights and tinsel right over the fake Halloween cobwebs. I am unsure what to make of this.

Today is going so slowly. Blecch.

I need to make about an extra $1k (minimum) this month somehow, to make up for time I'm taking off for Xmas. Trying to think of something that doesn't involve prostitution or selling drugs; besides, the market for those careers is already pretty saturated in my hood.

Holiday pick-up work in catering/bars? Pet-sitting?

I had a dream that I was just hanging out with Javachik, Lee, juliana, and Christian Kane. Like at a coffee shop and we were all just chit chatting. A dream with Christian Kane and no sexy times? My brain is broken.

Oh Suzi, how funny. I like that dream.