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I had two very vivid dreams last night. I only remember bits from both, so you’ll have to bear with me. The first took place at a train station. It was raining and everything was a greyish tint. The trains were late, and there was an announcement that I heard through some type of radio device that only I had. The announcement said that station workers would be handing out condoms, and everyone would be required to wear one over their entire body. My dream-state assumption was that it would be to protect us from the rain. There was much more to the dream, but that’s all I can remember.

The second dream played more like a television show. I was courting a woman who was about my age, shorter, and with curly blonde hair. The dream went to six months ahead (I knew this because there was a title displayed saying “SIX MONTHS LATER”). The girl had chopped her hair and dyed it a dark color and was being “evaluated” by some of her friends who determined she had “done everything in the book.”

I think people have trouble getting up in the morning because their dreams tend to be more vivid than real life. It must be the case for some people anyway.

No, I didn’t go to jail last night. The short story goes like this: The court session was postponed. This way I’ll get at least two more opportunities to be nervous all day.

Yay! Internet access from work! Now I’ll have better ways to waste my time. (Can’t access Yahoo mail… send to spike at fiveandtwenty dot com instead.)

Boo! Going to court tonight! Maybe they’ll put me in jail. That’s the last time I’ll ask my lawyer, “So, what should I expect tonight?”

There’s a Mexican food stand called Burrito Royale or something like that on Route 1 Southbound around the South Brunswick area. For years I would see this place, a tiny building in bad condition, and think about how it would scare me to eat there. There were never any cars there, and it looked like the hut could fall over if a strong wind passed through. I imagined all the strange diseases one could get from eating shifty Mexican food from a place like that.

Well, my father and I were driving in that direction yesterday. A minute or two after passing the hut, he and I decided we were hungry. So he turned the car around and pulled into the hut. “For twenty years, I’ve wanted to try this place out,” he told me.

Well, we ate there, and it wasn’t terrible. I haven’t gotten sick (yet) and the taste of the food was bearable. But at least now I know that the place isn’t bad, and I’d even eat there again… if I were stuck there and every other place is closed.

I decided on an apartment.

It’s in Jersey City, not far from the PATH Station. This means that even though I probably won’t have a car to use very shortly, I’ll still have quick access to just about anywhere I want to go.

The area around the apartment isn’t terrible, but I wouldn’t want to live there forever, and I certainly wouldn’t want to bring kids up there. It’s fine for a temporary solution.

Also, I think I actually found a good roommate. She’s a music publicist, working independently, seems to be pretty successful, and was able to have intelligent discussions with me about Pink Floyd. In any case, we got a long really well That was a big factor that went into my decision, especially after having such a bad experience with my last roommate.

In any case, I’ll be moving some of my stuff in today and will probably start sleeping there within a few days.

Also, she already has a cable modem and there would be no problem sharing it. I’ll be able to have full internet access again, including a connection for a computer running Heart Beat of Pompeii.

Once I have my laptop paid off, I think I’m going to buy one of those fancy Macs.

Well, I suppose it’s a fair trade-off. While I don’t get to access the internet much, I also don’t have to pay rent. Of course finding a new place in which to live, and continuing my job search, would be a whole lot easier if I could use the internet at my leisure.

So those of you who are used to seeing me online, I probably won’t be around as much, unless you happen to be around between 6:00 and 7:00 in the morning.

Your favorite site for downloading television commercials will be back soon, as the Ad Age Group announces that it has purchased AdCritic.com. And I assume they mean all the content as well, not just the domain name.

For those of you celebrating in Hebrew tradition tonight, chag sama’ach… or should I say freilicher yontov?

Anyone hear about the new ABC television show called Wednesday 9:30 (8:30 Central)? Seems like an interesting idea, but they might run into some problems with syndication.

I had an enjoyable time at the Dar Williams concert at the Union County Arts Center. (Second row seats! Thank you, Heidi!) She seemed to be a little out of it, missing some words in her songs and a few chords here and there… but she sounded great as always.

Also, this weekend I received a surprise birthday present. It’s such beautiful music. Thank you, JessaJune!