Lingering thoughts be gone!

Last night (I haven’t fallen asleep yet tonight), I had a dream that I had a cat. I’d say it was most of the dream. He was mostly white with black on his head. And suddenly I’m reminded of my desire to have a cat. *smiles* Would definitely solve my affection deficiency.

Now these two have been on my mind for a while. I remember playing volleyball in 6th grade. For some reason, it was a whole mass of people versus another mass of people. Like twenty on twenty, when it should be no more than six on six. Naturally I didn’t even touch the ball until it was given to me to serve.

And I nailed twenty points in a row. To think that was long before I learned how to serve overhand! Back then, I was ‘afraid of the ball’. I really was. It wasn’t until High School that I convinced myself to be more aggressive. Can’t learn to be better until you try.

I remember watching Robin Hood: Men In Tights with my mom in the theatre. There was the *coughs* circumcision scene.

“It’s all the rage! The ladies love it. We just put your little thing in here *makes chopping noise* Nip the tip!”

or something like that. I don’t believe I even knew what circumcision formally was at the time. All I knew was that penis + chopping block = NO THANK YOU.

Anyway, point is, my mom found this scene rather hilarious. To feel uncomfortable over something while your mom’s laughing? Hellooo repression.

NOW I SLEEP NOW.