Dreams

2006-09-28T02:46:00.000-07:00

Why do we dream?
Is it because our brains and thoughts are processing the day. Filing them away and the occasional one falls on the floor and we "see" it.
Or is there a deeper reason?

Or maybe a better question is, why was my head in a lion mouth last night.

~shrugs~

Insect Wonderings

2006-09-24T14:28:00.000-07:00

I was sitting here quietly minding my own business when a daddy long legs started flying around in my face. I don't really like these strange little creatures so attempted to kill it. First hit just broke a leg of. As did the 2nd. & 3rd.... (Not very good at this, maybe should of called in the professionals).

Anyhoo.. I was starting to feel kind of sorry for the thing and tried to kill it once more, failing and losing it in the process...

So the question- Can daddy long legs' actually feel pain or am I damned to a life in hell?

Number Patterns...

2006-09-18T06:39:00.000-07:00

Don't you just hate it when you randomly look at the time at several points throughout the day and each time it makes some sort of strange pattern... 01:01 01-23 12-12 12-23...

So on purpose you keep trying to look at the time when it isn't at a pattern number, and fail miserably..

National Express Coaches...

2006-09-16T14:31:00.000-07:00

I am really starting to hate National Express Coaches. Why do they always treat me like I'm some sort of criminal?
I went to get a coach back from Manchester to Glasgow today. I had used my NX2 card to order the ticket. It's a worthless piece of cardboard with a certain number on it that gives me cheaper coaches. Only today I couldn't find it & I assumed it wouldn't be THAT much of a problem. It's only a piece of cardboard and I knew the number by heart & I can prove that I am me. Shouldn't they have had my name with that number in their computer system?
So I'm about to get on the coach and the woman asks me for my NX2 ticket. I explain to her that I can't find it and unless she wants to wait for an hour while i rummage around in my bag i could just tell her the number? She kept saying that she had to SEE the number on the piece of cardboard as if I was refusing to tell her.
All of a sudden she starts to shout at me and people around us are starting to stare wondering whats going on. The woman was still holding my ticket and marched across the coach station to the ticket office telling me to follow where she demanded that I pay another £10 to get my coach.
The woman walks away and leaves us with another woman to "deal with me". I didn't shout back at the woman although I should of. Ben questioned her as to why she shouted at me and she said it was because I was lying. I didn't lie to her. I told her that the card was in my bag somewhere. After looking for several minutes I asked my boyfriend (Ben) if it was possible if I had left it at his. Somehow in all of this I'm in the wrong. After being left with the other woman at the ticket office I tell her that i was just being screamed at for no reason. She asked the manager over who tells me that I have to pay the money. I didn't mention money. I mentioned being shouted at for no reason. She probably assumed I was causing a fuss and that her staff were in the right to shout at me but I did nothing. I wonder if I had been of a different race would she have shouted at me the way she did. You CANT just shout at someone of a different race for no reason NO for that would be wrong. Let us take all these bottled up comments and release them at someone younger who dresses in a different style to them.
The short, fat woman returned minutes after leaving and she told me that if I didn't give them another 10 quid for the journey that she would lose her job as there could be an inspector. Surely they get told the days they will be inspected? She also told me that there computers do not store details of NX2 cards. If this was the case then I could use any NX2 card for my travel. We asked her this and said I could be Mr B Daly as a joke. As if considering it the woman asked to see my boyfriends card and after staring at it for several minutes told us that there was a part on it that means that I couldn't use it. She never told us what part. And if there were no records of NX2 then i don't get why it was such a big deal to let me on without it.
If the woman had asked nicely I might of considered paying it but shouting at me and dragging me over to the ticket desk as if I were the "naughty child at school" and accusing me of lying (when she herself was lying not me) in front of a station full of people doesn't seem nice or maybe that's just in my little world.
Being horrible for the sake of horrible
I would rather spend more money on another way to Manchester when I go than to be treated like that.

*Super Noodle*

Dreams

Insect Wonderings

Number Patterns...

National Express Coaches...

Super Noodle