JiM's Dreams

It's been a busy week. Out every night at meetings or play practice (Purim Shpiel) or school. Last night was Casino Night, wherein I learned to play blackjack. Once again, I am confirmed in my non-choice of the career of professional gambler. Today is more work, special (expensive!!) speaker then hopefully home to a sunny afternoon. At least dinner last night, although it was fast foods before the gambling thing, was eaten on a bench overlooking the Pacific and the sunset surfers. It's hard to keep a grumpy mood in the face of that kind of beauty.

Girl Scout cookies have arrived and I am valiantly avoiding thoughts of the trans fats that lurk within, despite the packaging promises. DearFriend S, a chemist and a girl scout troop leader, assures me they are there and she is MAD. (clutches single box of Thin Mints to overly-ample bosom)

CPAP machine seems to be helping, oddly. Now that I am no longer convinced I am drowning in a steamy swamp (humidifier was turned up too high), it's fairly comfortable and noiseless.