My Recovery and Other Things You Don't Care About

The steps and stages in my recovery from surgery and the end of a six year relationship that resulting in my wonderful son

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I'm an insomniac. It leads to a number of different, interesting things.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Spelling Bee dream

I had an odd dream last night about being in a competative spelling bee, but it wasn't like a normal spelling bee. There were all sorts of different spelling related tasks like hand copying something mispelled and correcting and a bunch of other stuff I can't remember. For some odd reason one of my old engineering professors was sort of like the "coach" for our team. Not sure how that plays in. Regardless, I was getting my ass kicked in every competition. Not that it was surprising. I remember everybody else around me practicing and I wasn't doing anything other than relaxing. Everybody was bugging me about training and practicing and whatnot, but I basically had to the attitude of 'screw it.'

So in the end I was getting my ass handed to me in every event, every competition I was dead last but some of the tasks were so mundane and irreverent, I'm not sure if I was getting angry about the stupidity of the tasks or the fact that I was losing. by the end of it I wanted to stand up and say something like "I give up, I fully admit that I am outclassed by everybody here at each and every one of these lame ass events. I congratulate all of you on your incredible spelling abilities and since none of you geeks has any other useful talents, I would like ot offer the winner a job as my secretary when you find out that nobody in the real world gives half a shit about the etemology of a word when the spellchecker on word can make sure it's correct when I type it into a report."

But that was right when I woke up.

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