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*Yaaaaaaawn* Morning. MMMMmmmmmmm...coffee.

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Looooong day...little sleep.
My hero...

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I drove to Brazil to pay my insurance premium yesterday morning since it wouldn't have arrived on time if I mailed it, chatted with Mary (Danny's sister who works at State Farm), and then drove back into town. I dropped by the bank to deposit the check that I found in my wallet and discovered that I didn't have enough to cover the check I wrote for my insurance. DoH!!!!!!! Cripes.

I couldn't cover it...I decided to sell some of my cd's that I never play to cover the difference. Forty bucks for music I'll never miss, and my insurance is paid. Phew. After spending waaaaay too much on Christmas presents and New Years Eve, I'm taking the crash course in financial discipline. I hate stressing over money, but I've gotta make sure my bills are paid and have money for travel expenses.

I turned on the television and couldn't find a damn thing to watch. Nothing. I had an idea...(yes, perhaps I'm phuckin looney)...I called the cable company and told them to cancel my service.
"Are you moving?"....No.
"Would you like to downgrade or try a different package?"...No. Disconnect it.

They probably think I'm on crack. I'm going to see how long I can go without cable, and use the time and money for more useful purposes. This experiment might last a week before I succumb to the desire to vegetate and watch Drew Carrey, or I might make it permanent. Time will reveal.

I tried napping, but my friend Sarah called. I was mostly thinking and using my imagination anyhow. She asked if I could help her with some errands and I agreed to go along...the poor kid is on crutches...osteoporosis and a type of dystrophy have done a number on her foot. Among the numerous pills she has to consume regularly, she has to take methadone (which is also used to ween heroine addicts from their habits..potent stuff). I tried to cheer her up and keep her laughing, but she's having a rough go with the pain, depression, and her jackass boyfriend.

I actually helped her shop for clothes. BLECH! But she repaid me by taking me out to eat at the chinese buffet. Mmmmmmmmm...chinese buffet.

I got home at around seven and slept sporadically. I was having strange dreams. I kept waking up and looking at the clock in a panic, and then fall back asleep and slip into another dream. Some of them were really vivid, but I had so many different ones that I can't really piece them together. In one of them Bria was telling me a story...it involved revenge, interplanetary travel, and a twisted lesbian desire. Strrrrrrrrange Bria dreams. MMmmmmmmmmmmmm...strange...mmmmmmmmm...dreams...mmmmmmMMMMMMM...Bria.

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I won! I actually won our college basketball betting pool...ten dollars richer, yay. We use the Terre Haute Tribune Star newspaper's contest form in our pool, and make copies to submit to them as well. I've won bumper stickers from them before and had my name printed, but now I'm going to get my picture in the paper and a fifty dollar check!

The thing is: I know NOTHING about college basketball. I don't even watch it.