ugh, sick.

Yesterday morning was absolutely not a cool time to start coming down with something. I went home from work yesterday at about 3 and am staying home today. Shortly I am going to go steam myself in the shower. I think Something wants me away from Pantheacon. I was getting-over-sick and mostly voiceless (and coughing) last year. I'm still going to go (I paid all that money, are you kidding?), but I probably will not be very social. I guess picking the Sul ritual over Orion's conflicting "what are spiritual contacts?" workshop at the same time makes perverse sense now. :-/

Had an odd dream last night wherein there was a big field, and a bunch of brown and black bears capable of speech and walking on their hind legs (for more than the usual time) had been conjured, and there was going to be a procession of Tuatha de Danann down in a small valley between two small ridges in a field, and they were going to be bearing the Four Treasures and/or they were going to rise from the ground (the Cauldron was actually referred to as the Grail), but then it turned out to be a human procession doing something to do with the seven ancient planets, and something about a party and a house and blah. Potential for a neat mystical dream, but got derailed.

ugh, sick.

Yesterday morning was absolutely not a cool time to start coming down with something. I went home from work yesterday at about 3 and am staying home today. Shortly I am going to go steam myself in the shower. I think Something wants me away from Pantheacon. I was getting-over-sick and mostly voiceless (and coughing) last year. I'm still going to go (I paid all that money, are you kidding?), but I probably will not be very social. I guess picking the Sul ritual over Orion's conflicting "what are spiritual contacts?" workshop at the same time makes perverse sense now. :-/

Had an odd dream last night wherein there was a big field, and a bunch of brown and black bears capable of speech and walking on their hind legs (for more than the usual time) had been conjured, and there was going to be a procession of Tuatha de Danann down in a small valley between two small ridges in a field, and they were going to be bearing the Four Treasures and/or they were going to rise from the ground (the Cauldron was actually referred to as the Grail), but then it turned out to be a human procession doing something to do with the seven ancient planets, and something about a party and a house and blah. Potential for a neat mystical dream, but got derailed.

whoa. my dad got laid off.

OMG. My dad just got laid off. This isn't as bad as it sounds; not only do we have plenty of savings to figure something else out, he's been half-hoping it would happen for several years now, as he hates the company and the people he has to work for, and has also been half-expecting it because of the various changes and mergers and whatever. The only thing really is that now he needs to work out private health insurance (not that what he got from his employer was great, because it was one of those plans where the employee had a monthly deduction as well as co-pays). But it's just so weird to me that it actually finally happened.

whoa. my dad got laid off.

OMG. My dad just got laid off. This isn't as bad as it sounds; not only do we have plenty of savings to figure something else out, he's been half-hoping it would happen for several years now, as he hates the company and the people he has to work for, and has also been half-expecting it because of the various changes and mergers and whatever. The only thing really is that now he needs to work out private health insurance (not that what he got from his employer was great, because it was one of those plans where the employee had a monthly deduction as well as co-pays). But it's just so weird to me that it actually finally happened.