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debka_notion ([personal profile] debka_notion) wrote2004-03-05 01:43 am

Ahh, the computer ate my post

The computer ate my previous posting. So- highlights version instead, I guess, unless something better strikes me.

I slept weird hours, on account of the fast: 2-4:30, 5ish-7, 9-10:50, 2:45-4. IN betwixt and between, I got up to eat with Amanda before sunrise, went to minyan, went to classes (and in the middle worked on my megillah reading, which progresses slowly but reasonably I think and wrote in my diary), and waited for the fast to be over. It all worked pretty well until the near end of hte fast, where I had about no attention span whatsoever. But I didn't get dizzy, or any of those annoying things.

Rehearsal went well: I even managed to do something that ressembledd acting fairly closely (yes, with all of my 6 lines, 2 of which are simply "Majesty!").

While napping I "woke" from one dream of some happy domestic sort to one where the teeth on the upper left side of my mouth were coming out, and I couldn't help but prod them with my tongue, and htey did indeed fall out. While getting them out of my mouth, I crunched one on my other teeth, which was very unpleasant. Then I spit them into my hand, where they were laying in a row, connected, small white with red blood on one side. It was really disturbing, and woke me up with a bit of a start. I had a similar dream once before, in high school, at which point I was disturbed enough to go wake my parents, like a little kid. I really am paranoid about having to have things done to my teeth, even though I had a wisom tooth pulled and that really wasn't bad at all. Sometimes I really dont' understand myself that way. But the idea of having a cavity (I had one tiny one once), or something like that really freaks me out. Go figure.

[identity profile] bobtheslinky.livejournal.com 2004-03-04 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
:Makes nice to a banana:

(I must say that this evening's rehearsal was the most laid-back I've been in while. Or just plain silly. ;)

I can't believe we were talking about premarital sex with KoP's Dad in the room!

[identity profile] debka-notion.livejournal.com 2004-03-04 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
You can't believe it! I'm the one dating his son there... Eep. Rehearsal Saturday night was similarly silly, if not sillier, but well: this was fun. And my goodness, for a crowd of pretty clean-minded people, we pulled a few genuine sick ones, didn't we. Poor Sharona...

[identity profile] bobtheslinky.livejournal.com 2004-03-04 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
poor Sara Libby! She actually IS Magrat most of the time!

[identity profile] chinchillama.livejournal.com 2004-03-05 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
teeth dreams = stress dreams

not that you probably didnt know this... but your brain is trying to tell you to relax