more horrible dreams last night, though i remember this one: i was on vacation on a cruise, and we were all boarding the ship again for our trip home (for some reason, it was that we hopped on.. went somewhere... got off the ship for a few days, then came back, instead of the traditional round trip ones.) as i was going to board the ship, i remembered that i had left my birth certificate (needed RL for getting on cruise ships when you don't have a passport) in my backpack in my bedroom, because i had put it there for andrea's wedding, instead of leaving it in my purse. i tried to haggle with the man that was checking i.d.'s to get on the ship, but he said that no matter what, i wasn't getting on that ship without it. i started FUHREAKING out, thinking i was going to be stranded where ever i was, and panicking as i had almost no money, and how the hell was i going to get home? so i sobbed. and i cried. and i threw tantrums. and i felt overwhelmed with helplessness as i saw everyone else get onto the ship just fine. i remember sitting on the ground, arms around my knees as i rocked back and forth, sobbing. as the ship was getting ready to disembark, the guy waved me aboard, saying that when i didn't have the needed i.d., i was going on standby, that i had to make sure there was enough room on the ship before i boarded. he was still a MASSIVE prick to me, though a lady coworker near him was quite nice and gentle. i instantly felt completely humiliated at my outburst and that i had freaked out so much, and angry that they had made me honestly believe i would be stuck there, living on the streets. everything seemed better after i got on board, i found my friends and we got food as the ship was leaving. i told them that the captain was a great driver, and to check out how well he maneuvered the ship! i remember going through the buffet and sneaking food i never eat anymore (i.e. mashed potatoes), and my eyes still burning from crying, and my lungs still hurting from the outburst.
woke up with my neck quite in pain again. i'm thinking that maybe i should really start considering going to a chiropractor, as it certainly doesn't seem to be getting better on its own, the jerk.
and i hear that spurs and/or mojo's is in store for the evening? i'm trying to talk andrea into coming out. we shall see.