Jon Stewart dream

Last night I had a dream that I was at the church I grew up in, and was soon going to meet my family out at the mini van in the parking lot to go home, and they had my cell phone/purse. But as I left the building, I got lost. Really lost. Not like I was scared, it was more that I was wandering. I wandered into a variety of situations. One was that I was in the Red Cross and they were bringing in and treating wounded soldiers. From what fighting? I have no idea. Also, while I was there, I started to give blood, but realized I had just done it not that long ago, and that I might do myself some harm if I did it again so soon. So I just up and left the place, with the needle and tube still in my arm. As I was walking out, I discarded them into a nearby shrub, again unfazed and unconcerned about being lost with no ID or phone. Then I wandered into some busy area that resembled a cross between a subway station and a doctors office. I was just sitting there zoned out and Jon Stewart came to talk to me. He was super friendly and we hit it off! We were just chit-chatting, cracking jokes like old pals. He had to go in and do his show soon, but he let me have this book that also functioned as a cell phone. I think it was a very new technology. He said I could use it to call someone to come find me, but that he needed it back. He also gave me some other papers, but I didn't know why or what they were for. So he left, and I was sitting there in the subway station/doctors office trying to figure out how to use the book/cell phone. There were all these blanks that I assumed the numbers needed to go into in order to call someone, but I couldn't get the right digits in the right blanks to make the call to my mom. It was so confusing and I sat there for a long while, casually trying to figure it out, totally unconcerned that I was still lost. I was enjoying the ride. Eventually, I gave up on the thing, but I couldn't find Jon Stewart to give him his stuff back. I was concerned about that, since we were buddies now. This was pretty much the end of the dream. I woke up and thought of Jon Stewart as though he were an old friend all morning.

games galore

It seems as though the game-playing hobby has been spreading in these parts, and I blame me and Kurt. I bought Bananagrams and Pandemic at Barnes & Noble with a gift card I had been hanging on to for quite some time. Then, Kurt bought the Battlestar Galactica board game. We have been playing them all feverishly for a few weeks, it seems. We even played Bananagrams at IHOP and Logan's this past weekend. I really like this game-playing business.

But what I was stewing about all the way home was my extreme annoyance with the government. I have only one thing to say to all those politicians: GROW UP. What happened to maturity and cooperation and compromise? A group of kindergartners could do a better job of it. They'd probably whine less and get more done. I was thinking, though...let them cut everything out of the budget, if that's what they want. I won't be shocked when the sh*t hits the fan here at home.

On a lighter, less "I-want-to-rip-my-hair-out" note, I ate a Runza and am going to a UNL women's basketball game tonight with Kurt. I feel like a Nebraskan...sorta. Kurt's mom is selling ice cream at the game for her work, and she got two tickets! I'm very much looking forward to it, and I should probably go now.

Banagrams

Today was a fun day. I played about 15 games of Banagrams. We played at IHOP with Matt & Marissa, we played at Lonestar with Matt and Spanky, and we played when we got back to my place. We also played a bunch of games last night with Tom, Tyne and Matt. I'm glad I got it.

It has been a fun weekend, seeing lots of friends, which is the opposite of last weekend, where Kurt and I holed up in my apartment cuz everyone was busy. We did eat out an awful lot, though.

I am currently listening to the Tron Soundtrack, by Daft Punk. Very cool.

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Today me and Kurt gave blood. The initial idea was to do it on Valentine's Day, because I don't really care about the day. But they closed early on Monday, so we couldn't make it. And Kurt brought me Korean food and ice cream and wine and cheese and chocolate. The food was nice, but I still don't care about Valentine's Day. Kurt said that when he was picking up the wine, he saw a bunch of burly guys in wife beaters looking bewildered in the card isle at Super Saver. I thought that was funny. But we finally gave blood today, and I did a good job because I have never been this not light-headed afterward.

I helped some guys from the Bhutanese Community in Nebraska start their 501(c)3 application today. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The Karen Society hired and paid a lawyer to do it. Though, I hear the IRS are sticklers, and we might get a bunch of stuff back that indicates we did a poor job. Either way, it was actually fun for me (nonprofit nerd that I am). I liked helping the Bhutanese guys do it. I mean, the two guys who came are two of the most acculturated, best English speaking Bhutanese around, but going through that IRS application is a difficult thing to do even if English is your native language. Reading through it, I was glad for my masters degree. It was fun to help people who are going to help people.

Me and Kurt have been making these shakes lately. Vanilla ice cream, chocolate pudding powder, and peanut butter cups. We made them twice this past weekend, I think I put on a few pounds because of it, but oh are they heavenly.