Friday, June 20, 2008
Yesterday morning my trainer worked out my neck/upper shoulders big time. I went climbing last night, and of course hurt something. Not horribly, but enough that I had to ice/warm.
So, I had this dream that I had to ice my neck. There was a machine that you could put money into and you'd get something out that you could use. Well, I put my money in and out drops a frozen cat - not dead, just frozen. I was in shock at first. Then I thought, oh fuck, I'm going to have to take care of it. It moved around, looked at me and one eye was gone, and it wanted attention. I think the sane part of my brain said, what the hell are you going to do with this dream, and switched to something else or I woke up.
But then about a half hour later, in a sleep or semi sleep state, my black cat, Cleo, flashed into my head. She was just sitting there looking up at me in a nice way - just saying hi. So that was nice.
And in other news, if you are wearing a form fitting knee-length jean skirt that has a slit up the middle, it's fairly impossible to get onto your bike without tearing the junction of the slit. I'm glad I only paid about $4 for it at the thrift store. Sigh. But I liked this skirt.