work, dreams and work dreams.

I used to have a reoccurring dream but it seems that now I just have dreams about coworkers. That still counts as reoccurring in some way though, doesn't it? First there was the dream in which Wendy's name wasn't really Wendy, it was something really odd and foreign that was difficult to pronounce so we just called her Wendy. Then more recently there was the one in which Jacob from footwear was on an episode of Drake and Josh. So in the dream I rushed to the computer like nobody's business and went straight to myspace so that I could let him know I had this odd, random dream about him. Only that while I was composing the message I realized people take it the wrong way when you say you had a dream about them. And of course I realized that it's not really fair since you can't really help who you dream about, can you? Anyway I woke up.

So the next day I had work (go figure, right?) and I told my other coworker Nicole about it. She laughed and asked if I'd told Jacob about it. I said no and told her about the awkwardness and yadda yadda. And basically nothing happened after that.

I realized that my dog does this thing where he puts his ears back and sticks his head out which makes his eyes look enormous for his small head. At first I thought it made him look like an emu. Then I came to the realization that... he looks like a house-elf! I can't stop calling him Dobby now which wouldn't be so bad considering he actually responds to it, but I'm afraid of confusing him. I apparently named him after the wrong Harry Potter character.

Pictures later.

So in regards to my blog name: I want a seahorse. I've been wanting one for ages, only I don't know what it takes to have a pet seahorse. It's probably something I should be researching if I truly want to do it, but somehow I think it's best to wait until I have my own place and stuff. Until then, I bought a belt-buckle with a seahorse on it that I wear everyday that I love.

I want to make the attempt to stretch my ears again. I was a complete wuss the last time...but I couldn't help it! My ears were throbbing and red and I had that warm icky feeling in them that I hate. And worst of all, I couldn't sleep well. When I sleep I toss and turn but not in that "oh, I just can't be comfortable!" way but more of the "Hm... this is comfortable, oh but this feels good... Ooooh but I'm warmer this way..." and basically laying in bed is one of my favorite things to do I've realized. Only with my ears being stretched it was a bit more uncomfortable since I couldn't properly lay my head on my pillow. So that's the real reason why I took out the stretchers.

Except one of my coworkers has these amazing dangly wooden (or maybe horn?) organic plugs that are just gorgeous and I'd love to get my hands on a pair myself. I wonder if I'm willing to suffer through a few months of agonizing, puffy warm red ears to achieve that. I haven't decided yet.