Confessions of a One-Track Mind

Okay, so I posted about the dream I had this morning and was kind of wandering around the house and had a really strong urge to go over to the Sharing Center (thrift store, source of Hatzilla).

I suited up and headed over there...they have two buildings, one with clothes and stuff, and furniture over in the other one. Now, we all know that the last thing Fluffy needs is more furniture, right? But I parked and strolled over to the furniture building and wandered around and there on top of a dresser were a stack of books. To be specific, yearbooks from my high school. Which is local, so it's not much of a stretch.

I saw a date---the year after I graduated---and looked through the stack, and woohoo, there was one for my senior year. I had one back in the day, but it got water damaged when I took it to my 10-year reunion, so I've been without one ever since.

For a mere fifty cents, I snagged it*, and have been revisiting the last hurrah of the 70's---Class of '79 Rules! In those days, I had miles of natural blonde hair (with bangs!), great big aviator glasses and a smirk (the latter hasn't changed). Highly entertaining!

Coming on the heels of a post about graduating from high school, that certainly is timing!

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* That was the only thing I got, since I didn't have any folding money on me and there's a $10 minimum for purchases with plastic. Otherwise, there was a zebra print jacket I was eyeing---smaller than what I think of as my size, but it fit!
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To begin with, my shoulders have been giving me heck the last couple days. Thursday night was bad enough that I popped a muscle relaxer (running low and no refill so I'm trying to be thrifty with them)...that left me loggy enough that I took a five-hour afternoon nap---and still managed to sleep last night for the usual hours. Had a series of dreams the last hour or so, not that they took anything like that long.

I was walking down Dixon---don't know why (car trouble? exercise?)---when BC and Daughter drove past in his previous station wagon, not the current one and offered me a ride, which I turned down. After they drove off, Mrs. BC hailed me. She was sitting there reading a book, and there was a bookstore behind her. This was at a new and improved version of Pineridge, which has never been much of a plaza for books, new or used.

I went into the bookstore and wandered around---the place also had New Age tchotchkes---and somehow wound up hired to enter info into a database for some rich collectors. Oddly, it was the two doctors from Nip/Tuck, which isn't a show I'm a fan of, although the Misha ep was highly amusing. They lived together, and I was working at their residence...there was a scene with them showering---separate showers, and me trying not to be too obvious about looking.

One of the docs took off---the one I think of as the Wilson-type--- and I was trying to work on the database. I was supposed to be entering the serial numbers from the packaging of the still-sealed collectables, some kind of action figures, but the database shifted on me and I realized I'd erased half the info for Krull and was overwriting it with Conan...the other doc, the one who was Dr Doom in the Fantastic Four movies paused in his breakfast to help me. He must have been on a low-carb diet, because his plate was heaped with meat and more meat.

From there, I found myself back at St John's (which I attended K-8th grade)...I had almost a half-hour left of lunch, and was trying to get some people together for a game, something like Trivial Pursuit. My schooltime BFF went into the girls' restroom, while I was looking around and wondered it the library was still down the hall. Went in there, and yes it was, but the layout had changed, there was an area with two librarians you had to go through to get to the books. One of the librarians recognized me, was also class of '74 (Monica), and wanted to know what I'd been doing since then. I started telling her, trying to moderate my language and substitute 'heck' for 'hell'.

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Used bookstores...there used to be a bunch of them, but these days, I can only think of one in the whole area (aside from book sections at thrift stores, which isn't the same), and the one that's left is horribly disorganized and doesn't take plastic. And I miss them! I can think of so many that have closed over the years: Kish's, Thorn's, Mary Dee's, the Armchair Adventurer, the Book Worm, the Book Xchange and a bunch of others whose names I can't recall.

SyFy ran Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer last weekend, and I had it on in the background. I suppose that's what prompted Dr Whatsisname to show up. I think even my subconscious is trying to get me a job---and working for a couple of hot guys who play with toys sounds like fun.

Things have changed a lot since I was in school. BC and I were chatting with about that recently: We gradulated in the same class, and his daughter currently attends the same school---except these days, the students don't have lockers and the campus is surrounded by six-foot fencing and gates. In our day, not only were there lockers, there was an open campus, so if you forgot something, you could go back at any time and get it.

Sometimes, it's hard to believe that I'm old enough to have kids that age, and I know classmates who are grandparents, which floors me. Yes, my high school graduation was 31 years ago next month, but...man, it's true: Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans.
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