animal mishaps, dreams and Muse

Wrote this part last night:


Wednesday already. That's two more days till Friday. >_<

Sifu is out for a while, and on Monday in Kung Fu Sije Raq led the class. We've got some new folks in the basics class and it's been pretty full. We just did lots of drills, all punching and blocking. Afterwards in Blackbelt it was just Lee, Tracy and I, and Raq had us do Small Wheel alone, one at a time, while she corrected little details. I just about died, dude. I hate when people watch me do forms. It makes me get all shaky. However by the end it was actually really helpful and I didn't clam up or screw up as much as I feared I would. Then we did some staff review. I disappointed myself by forgetting all the really simple stuff and amazed myself by remembering the complicated parts. O_O

Yesterday at work was all right except for some minor mishaps; and none of it, or mostly none anyway, was the fault of the animals involved. First I was holding a cat's mouth open for intubation. It was sedated but not entirely under yet. Its jaw just slipped out of my hand and its dirty, nasty little cat tooth sank right into my thumb. (Last night it seemed to be getting infected but today it's fine. Note to future cat-bitten self: Do not ever rush to antibiotics. Usually these things go away on their own.) Later, Jane scratched herself with the same sedated cat's claws. Funniest and perhaps worst of all was towards the end of the day when I was holding this nasty, biting little dog. Everyone had warned me it was a little biting bastard, but I never believe that of dogs because I usually don't have any problems with nasty little biting bastards, and I hadn't had a problem with this one. He'd let me cut his nails and everything without fussing. Well, I was putting him on the little scale and Dan was standing close by not not really too close. I just turned the little dog around on the scale and Dan went, "OW! He bit me!" It being April first I totally thought he was kidding. I was like, "Stop, he did not." But he actually had and the way it played out visually, I wish I could describe it. It was like I had bitten him with the dog. Dan later illustrated how it happened with great gestures, as if I'd been carrying around a little biting machine and aimed it at him. I felt bad but goddamn it was so funny. Poor Dan is having a bad run. He's been bitten by a brown recluse spider too, no joke. His finger swelled up like mad and he's got a huge hole in it.

Well anyway, tonight at KF we did line basics while holding those heavy rocks etc, and that was pretty cool. In blackbelt we did Small Wheel again (much needed) and then staff (also much needed.) i brought my own staff, and here's a weird and random thing: my staff has flecks of blood on it. O_o I have no idea where it came from, I haven't touched it since last summer and I certainly haven't done anything with it that would cause it to have blood on it, like for instance bashing people with it. It was kind f amusing though.

This is from tonight:

I'm ridiculously tired because I had a crazy nightmare last night and even though I was able to wake myself up from it at around 5:30 AM, I wasn't able to really get back to sleep after that.

It started where I took a part time job in a mental institution. (This is weird because when my cousins and I were kids we used to pretend that we worked in a mental hospital. The game was called, well, "Mental Hospital.") Anyway I was working there with a training brother of mine who doesn't train anymore (and who has been having some bad problems with the health of a close family member.) He was working as security and was sitting at a desk. All of a sudden the power went out and all the doors holding the criminally insane people opened, and the people started pouring out of their cells. They pretty much dogpiled my friend. THe other workers weren't doing anything to help so as I was trying to pull the violent, crazy people off of my friend, I was screaming at the other workers that they were incompetent. One of them turned to me and said, "You're such a bitch, why don't you just do your job and not worry about what everyone else is doing or is not doing?" I kept trying to get to the bottom of the pile of crazy people but they turned into clothes, and my friend was not at the bottom of the pile.

The lights went off next and I had a flashlight. By the flashlight I could see that one really huge guy that I knew to be a rapist was walking down the hall towards me. I was trying to close a gate between us but it wouldn't close. I ran up the stairs and my Dad was there. I told him that there was a man chasing me and my Dad came down to help. The crazy guy was waiting at the bottom of the stairs and he went up to my Dad like he was going to start a fight with him. I had the brilliant idea that maybe I could reason my way out of this so I asked the crazy rapist guy if he wouldn't rather go outside and play ball for a while. He thought this was a good idea and he went outside. My Dad went back up the stairs.

I decided it was time to get the lights back on and I told one of the other workers, "You know at my other job, we know how to do things like, Oh I don't know, fix the circuit breaker!" And she said to me, "You're such a bitch, if your other job is so good, why are you still working here?" I had no answer for that.

I got the lights back on (no one else seemed bothered by the fact that the whole place was a huge mess,) and I saw that the inmates were now all circus animals locked up in flimsy cages. They were piled in and stacked on top of each other and most of them were big cats, like leopards and tigers, and one lion. They looked hungry. I thought to myself that if I could feed them, they wouldn't eat me, and I was trying to get to th fridge to get them some canned dog food (even though they were big cats.) The lion kept watching me and I noticed that his cage looked like it would break any second. I thought, "I'll never get by there without it jumping out and devouring me." It was like there was a time limit and I would not be able to feed them quickly enough. I also knew that they were waiting for me to get close enough so they could eat me, but that if I took much longer, they would stop waiting and just attack anyway. So right before they attacked, I got out of the room and shut the door. The door had a window where I could still see them, and it scared me because I knew that the lion would figure out how to open the door.

Just then a tiny little chihuahua with a broken back leg went hobbling into the room with the big cats and I was behind the door trying to yell to it to get out, but it couldn't hear me. Then the lion ripped open the bottom of its cage and lunged at the little dog. It roared at the little dog and the little dog started crying and shaking. Then the lion jumped on it and I hid my eyes, but I could still hear the little dog screaming as the lion ate it.

That's when I told myself, "Okay, this dream is way too scary and it's time to wake up."

And of course after that I couldn't get back to sleep.

Luckily work today was pretty slow. I worked with little Kelly in the afternoon and then she had to cover for one of the receptionists and a good friend of mine who also has a close family member with a very bad health problem. Scooter came in and she lent me her iPod to browse while she went outside, and I fed the animals. I listened to bands I'd heard of but hadn't listened to, like Sugarcube and Paramore. Sugarcube was pretty cool.

Speaking of music I'm kind of obsessed with the band Muse since a friend of mine on BlogBelieve showed me one of their songs, "Blackout." Then another friend of mine on BlogBelieve showed us all Muse's song "Invincible." I downloaded "Stockholm Syndrome" and fell so amazingly hard for that song on the second listen that it became one of those ones I play, and then play again, and then once again. That went on for about a week, during which I bought two of their CDs. My current song obsession is "Supermassive Black Hole." That song throws you against the wall and makes out with you.

Well, and tomorrow is Friday. We don't even have to get into that again, now do we? No, we don't. >_<

animal mishaps, dreams and Muse

Wrote this part last night:


Wednesday already. That's two more days till Friday. >_<

Sifu is out for a while, and on Monday in Kung Fu Sije Raq led the class. We've got some new folks in the basics class and it's been pretty full. We just did lots of drills, all punching and blocking. Afterwards in Blackbelt it was just Lee, Tracy and I, and Raq had us do Small Wheel alone, one at a time, while she corrected little details. I just about died, dude. I hate when people watch me do forms. It makes me get all shaky. However by the end it was actually really helpful and I didn't clam up or screw up as much as I feared I would. Then we did some staff review. I disappointed myself by forgetting all the really simple stuff and amazed myself by remembering the complicated parts. O_O

Yesterday at work was all right except for some minor mishaps; and none of it, or mostly none anyway, was the fault of the animals involved. First I was holding a cat's mouth open for intubation. It was sedated but not entirely under yet. Its jaw just slipped out of my hand and its dirty, nasty little cat tooth sank right into my thumb. (Last night it seemed to be getting infected but today it's fine. Note to future cat-bitten self: Do not ever rush to antibiotics. Usually these things go away on their own.) Later, Jane scratched herself with the same sedated cat's claws. Funniest and perhaps worst of all was towards the end of the day when I was holding this nasty, biting little dog. Everyone had warned me it was a little biting bastard, but I never believe that of dogs because I usually don't have any problems with nasty little biting bastards, and I hadn't had a problem with this one. He'd let me cut his nails and everything without fussing. Well, I was putting him on the little scale and Dan was standing close by not not really too close. I just turned the little dog around on the scale and Dan went, "OW! He bit me!" It being April first I totally thought he was kidding. I was like, "Stop, he did not." But he actually had and the way it played out visually, I wish I could describe it. It was like I had bitten him with the dog. Dan later illustrated how it happened with great gestures, as if I'd been carrying around a little biting machine and aimed it at him. I felt bad but goddamn it was so funny. Poor Dan is having a bad run. He's been bitten by a brown recluse spider too, no joke. His finger swelled up like mad and he's got a huge hole in it.

Well anyway, tonight at KF we did line basics while holding those heavy rocks etc, and that was pretty cool. In blackbelt we did Small Wheel again (much needed) and then staff (also much needed.) i brought my own staff, and here's a weird and random thing: my staff has flecks of blood on it. O_o I have no idea where it came from, I haven't touched it since last summer and I certainly haven't done anything with it that would cause it to have blood on it, like for instance bashing people with it. It was kind f amusing though.

This is from tonight:

I'm ridiculously tired because I had a crazy nightmare last night and even though I was able to wake myself up from it at around 5:30 AM, I wasn't able to really get back to sleep after that.

It started where I took a part time job in a mental institution. (This is weird because when my cousins and I were kids we used to pretend that we worked in a mental hospital. The game was called, well, "Mental Hospital.") Anyway I was working there with a training brother of mine who doesn't train anymore (and who has been having some bad problems with the health of a close family member.) He was working as security and was sitting at a desk. All of a sudden the power went out and all the doors holding the criminally insane people opened, and the people started pouring out of their cells. They pretty much dogpiled my friend. THe other workers weren't doing anything to help so as I was trying to pull the violent, crazy people off of my friend, I was screaming at the other workers that they were incompetent. One of them turned to me and said, "You're such a bitch, why don't you just do your job and not worry about what everyone else is doing or is not doing?" I kept trying to get to the bottom of the pile of crazy people but they turned into clothes, and my friend was not at the bottom of the pile.

The lights went off next and I had a flashlight. By the flashlight I could see that one really huge guy that I knew to be a rapist was walking down the hall towards me. I was trying to close a gate between us but it wouldn't close. I ran up the stairs and my Dad was there. I told him that there was a man chasing me and my Dad came down to help. The crazy guy was waiting at the bottom of the stairs and he went up to my Dad like he was going to start a fight with him. I had the brilliant idea that maybe I could reason my way out of this so I asked the crazy rapist guy if he wouldn't rather go outside and play ball for a while. He thought this was a good idea and he went outside. My Dad went back up the stairs.

I decided it was time to get the lights back on and I told one of the other workers, "You know at my other job, we know how to do things like, Oh I don't know, fix the circuit breaker!" And she said to me, "You're such a bitch, if your other job is so good, why are you still working here?" I had no answer for that.

I got the lights back on (no one else seemed bothered by the fact that the whole place was a huge mess,) and I saw that the inmates were now all circus animals locked up in flimsy cages. They were piled in and stacked on top of each other and most of them were big cats, like leopards and tigers, and one lion. They looked hungry. I thought to myself that if I could feed them, they wouldn't eat me, and I was trying to get to th fridge to get them some canned dog food (even though they were big cats.) The lion kept watching me and I noticed that his cage looked like it would break any second. I thought, "I'll never get by there without it jumping out and devouring me." It was like there was a time limit and I would not be able to feed them quickly enough. I also knew that they were waiting for me to get close enough so they could eat me, but that if I took much longer, they would stop waiting and just attack anyway. So right before they attacked, I got out of the room and shut the door. The door had a window where I could still see them, and it scared me because I knew that the lion would figure out how to open the door.

Just then a tiny little chihuahua with a broken back leg went hobbling into the room with the big cats and I was behind the door trying to yell to it to get out, but it couldn't hear me. Then the lion ripped open the bottom of its cage and lunged at the little dog. It roared at the little dog and the little dog started crying and shaking. Then the lion jumped on it and I hid my eyes, but I could still hear the little dog screaming as the lion ate it.

That's when I told myself, "Okay, this dream is way too scary and it's time to wake up."

And of course after that I couldn't get back to sleep.

Luckily work today was pretty slow. I worked with little Kelly in the afternoon and then she had to cover for one of the receptionists and a good friend of mine who also has a close family member with a very bad health problem. Scooter came in and she lent me her iPod to browse while she went outside, and I fed the animals. I listened to bands I'd heard of but hadn't listened to, like Sugarcube and Paramore. Sugarcube was pretty cool.

Speaking of music I'm kind of obsessed with the band Muse since a friend of mine on BlogBelieve showed me one of their songs, "Blackout." Then another friend of mine on BlogBelieve showed us all Muse's song "Invincible." I downloaded "Stockholm Syndrome" and fell so amazingly hard for that song on the second listen that it became one of those ones I play, and then play again, and then once again. That went on for about a week, during which I bought two of their CDs. My current song obsession is "Supermassive Black Hole." That song throws you against the wall and makes out with you.

Well, and tomorrow is Friday. We don't even have to get into that again, now do we? No, we don't. >_<