i'm sorry.

i remember now why i gave up on getting a checking account. it's way more trouble than buying money orders all the time. the bank is a block from my house, and yet it is still easier for me to walk 20 minutes to stand in line and buy a money order every single month than to take the time to set up an account. money mart, i love you. you don't ask me for id i do not have. you do not get snarky and tell me i should have my licence already (fuck you bankbitch. and since when is a birth certificate not id?) you do not have me make an appointment at 8am the next day despite the fact that the whole freaking place is empty and you could do it right now. you do not make me fill out two page forms. you do not make me sign something saying you can give my personal information to a credit bureaux.
i hate banks.

anyway, the weather is lovely. sunny, and hot. i've got a sunburn already, just from walking the kids to school and going to the bank, and walking to work. that's not much sun. i got spf 60 sunscreen. take that, sun! now i need a hat. my poor head always burns badly. i've had blisters along the part in my hair nearly every year. i'm just waiting for skin cancer.

that isn't a very nice way to end an entry, so i'll tell you the dear i had last night. i've gone insane. i was billy boyd. i don't know how i knew it, but i was. i didn't feel all short, sexy, scotish man like, but i knew i was billy. i was on a couch, half asleep. some party had ended, and i was just konked out. i think i had been sleeping, but i woke up enough to look around. elijah wood (see? insane.) was in the kitchen washing dishes. there was a big archway between the two rooms, and the light in the kitchen was on, but not the light in the livingroom bit where i/billy was. i was watching him wash the dishes. not really interested, but too tired to look at anything else. then dominic monaghan (seeing the pattern here?) comes up behind elijah. he starts bumping his head againt his back, and being all annoying. i'm thinking that elijah is going to turn around and whack him, but he just laughs. then dom moves right up against him, and puts his hands in the water, and i have this sudden *ding* thought of 'oh, this is different' and then dom is trying to wash the dishes, but he keeps splashing water, and i think i should really close my eyes and go back to sleep, but i don't. then elijah and dom kiss, and dom puts his hands on elijah's shirt, and all around his hands the fabric goes dark from the water. i start thinking about this wet paper painting thing i saw on art attack, and then i(billy) fall back alseep. then i as billy woke up and thought 'i wonder if that was a dream.' then i woke up and thought it was very odd to be dreaming as somebody else who may have been asleep and dreaming. i then scribbled it all down as fast as i can. the shirt going dark from the water is what i remembered the most, and the dream was silent. i couldn't hear the laughing, even though i was close enough that i should have been able to. i think it looked like elijah was singing along to music at first, and i couldn't hear that either. it was all very strange. i've never dreamed of being someone else before.

~amy~