Today was dead at work. So, I left a little early. I went up to Boca to hang out with MYG for a while. We ended up going to a few local stores, and he got himself a light for his laptop, and a wireless range extender. I was feeling really tired due to lack of sleep, so I decided to head home.

Sean S wanted me to go to dinner tonight with him and some friends to a greek place in Lauderdale. I called him and told him that I wasn't going to make it. He ended up having Tatjana call me, and I finally gave in. Dinner was good, but the place was packed. We ended up staying there and talking about old times in highschool and what not. But it was just dinner, and I am glad, because I am pretty tired now.

Also, I had a really freaky dream yesterday (the 1st). It was not at night, but when I had gotten back from Orlando, I ended up crashing on the guest bed for a little midday snooze. I had a dream, most unlike my typical dreams. The setting is my parents' house. Pretty realistic, as far as dreams go, except the views from the windows were 50x better than real - I could see for miles out any window. I was in my old bedroom (window facing South, didn't notice anything about the West one), and I saw what looked like a comet hit the Earth some distance out, a big bright flash. It did not look at all the same as, but may have been inspired by the time one morning, while laying in bed semi-awake before school, I actually saw a power transformer on the powerline explode in a big purple colored explosion. That was freaky. But this was more of an orange incoming object. Following the impact, I saw what looked like in the movies a circular wave headed towards me, which made a loud freaky noise and flash of light, followed by the slower incoming wave of destruction. When that finally arrived, it looked bad. But the windows held, and there was minimal damage. I came out to the living room (which noone ever used for anything other than the computer), and my parents were there, watching the TV (there really is none there, this was inserted like the good view). There was some sort of news report going on, but that is all I got from that. They were as freaked out as I was. Then, we see a similar big flash coming from the East towards the ocean, out of the big bay window. This one was much closer. Dad was freaked because we both knew we were not going to make this one coming. Thought of where we could possibly hide were racing through my mind a mile per second. We saw the incoming destruction, and nothing left behind its path. When it was upon us, I immediately awoke. Freaky. And I usually do not have these kinds of dreams. Not with this kind of symbolism, and not with this type of setting (was too realistic, and just did not "feel" right. Like watching Transformers in a Dr. Seuss type background or vice versa). And usually, my memories of dreams fade away quite quickly, if I can remember them at all, but this one stuck rather well. The last one that stuck was the last one I wrote about, somewhere in here, with my Nana driving around some futuristic industrial city with a hurricane/tornado bearing down on us.

So, I have no idea what it means. I doubt it means anything. Maybe it was my repressed feelings on the nation being on alert for the New Years (because it really did not bother me consciously). I don't really know. It is not bothering me though. I just figured I would share.