Karen gave me the day off today which means I will grade their peer editing from this weekend which is not all that hard but a bit time-consuming and then I don't have to get on BART over to Berkeley but can stay here and do whatever. I'd like either to do some of my own work or sleep.
12 hours in bed but kind of fitful the first half and after a dream in which the house was leaking cats I found myself compelled to check for santiago's whereabouts which fortunately were not very far away but every time I heard someone move I had to sit up to check that he was still on the cat tree. I vaguely remember thinking that now I have some small inkling of how my mother used to feel when I would stay out all night. she could not sleep until I was home in bed so when I was out late she was up late.
I dreamt like crazy the second half of the night too but nothing particularly interesting except for lesbian sex at a church retreat. I was thinking about banana pudding when I went to bed so that was probably responsible for the church part and if that makes no sense think southern potluck. always someone brought buckets of Kentucky Fried and someone else would make pans of banana pudding and I was in heaven.
I do miss banana pudding. I suppose I could make it myself but that would require doing more complicated things in the kitchen besides pouring milk on cereal. not that I don't know how but I hardly can get around to washing my one bowl and spoon and setting up the coffee maker for morning.
in case you don't know banana pudding is not just banana flavored jello pudding but involves vanilla wafers and real sliced bananas as well. oh it's good.