bluecastle | beware the Ides of March (I just like saying that)

I am usually pretty clued in to where my brain weirdnesses come from. But I keep having these bad dreams wherein someone comes into my house and attacks me and I am unable to fight back.

I am not sure where this is coming from. If I was feeling especially insecure about something I would understand it. But it seems to be coming out of nowhere. Meanwhile I spend a lot of time watching infomericals in the middle of the night trying to take my mind off of the scary. Y'know, after I've tripled checked all the door locks and looked in all the closets to make sure no one's hiding in them. And considered re-considering my dad's offer of a handgun... !!! Ah dreams.

Another stupid headache Saturday, but then Sunday I GOT STUFF DONE. Huzzah.

Back at work now, but am getting nothing done but wade through a weekend's worth of email, and blog postings, and trying to get caught up. Which is how most monday's go, but since I am dragging myself around through the residual daylight savings time sludge factor... it's rough going.

Must now go eat soup and figure out what's most pressing...