When I need you, in the night, when I need you to hold me tight, whenever I want you all I have to do is dream....

Hi everyone. Again, this week has been downright hectic, so I haven't had much time for anything but work and study. Well, I take that back. From 1130-midnight I've made time for Night Court. But let's face it, I need to eat and unwind before sleep. If I didn't get that, I might get nuttier than I already am. And we wouldn't want that, now would we?
The catechist weekend went much better than I expected. Now there's just one more class this Sat. on Children's Methodology and then I'll be certified for adults and children. OK, I'll be certified after I turn in 7 papers and a lesson plan. But as my boss would say, "that should be easy as a pie."
I've been pushing myself harder than I have in about 2 years, and so far so good. Maybe that's what I needed, a little "sink or swim" technique. It seems to be working. Well, it's the prayer that's really working.
The only thing that's annoying is that I don't have the same amount of time I used to have for the prison work and for my friends or family. I've been telling one uncle of mine I'd send him just a simple email for over a week now, but something always seems to come up. This past week and a half in particular has been stressful in a bad way. It just won't let up. One person has been on edge and making me miserable--another locked horns with me last night and gave me insomnia. Through it all I remain optimistic--probably because I'm too busy to really worry about it or dwell on anything. That's the way I like it!
Season premier of Lost tomorrow and I WON'T miss it! Something always seems to come up on Wed. nights to make me miss that show--but not tomorrow! I'm even having dreams about the Lost now....
My dreams have been strange in general. People who have been yelling at me are calm in my dreams...people who are usually calm are mad at me. None of them seem to make any sense at all. The other night I dreamed human remains were found in a dept. store and for some reason I wondered if I had killed the victim. Then a whole saga ensued where I couldn't remember if I killed the person or not so I wondered if I should even hide the remains. I'm always either getting killed or killing someone in my dreams.
I need to sleep a whole night through! Last night I figured that was a shoe-in. Even though I couldn't sleep till 430am (because of the fight) I had nothing pressing me to wake up at a certain time. At 8am I was proven wrong. Some neighbors banged on my door and asked if "that was my station wagon?" They gestured towards my car, so I nodded. They told me to move it. I went out, saw I wasn't blocking anyone, but figured I'd move it anyways, just so I could go back to sleep. As I opened the door, some people yelled, "No, no, we meant the OTHER station wagon!" There it was, parked right in between me and another car, blocking the other one in. Tomorrow for sure I'm gonna get my sleep!