Queuing up the Dream State

Never got around to publishing this yesterday because I was too busy playing WoW.

Whenever I game for a long time (like the approximately 8 hours I did Friday night), it influences my dreams. Playing World of Warcraft as I did, I had expected dreams of slaying undead and riding dragons, but something else entirely happened.

WoW has added a way to queue for a dungeon, so you just hit a button and it signs you up, notifies you when a group is ready, and teleports you in when you accept. As I slept last night, I didn’t exactly enter a lucid dream state, but I did have a sensation of queuing my dreams.

I was able to queue three dreams total, including my current one, so there would be two waiting for when they were needed. This wasn’t too big a deal until I started to wake up in the morning, but because I had dreams queued I would immediately go back to sleep and slip into the next dream. I kept queuing dreams until I felt like getting up, and then I had to go through two more dreams before I could awake.

Not sure if the queuing was part of my dreams as well or if it’s actually possible to control our dream state like this, but it was pretty cool 🙂

Being the Best at What I Do


Another round of storms last night, but I was home for these and we actually knew they were coming. We’d been hearing about this line of storms for almost two days now, so the hatches were firmly battoned and everything was in order. We were ready for the storm, but I certainly wasn’t ready for sleep.

After being so thoughtful about tornados and whatnot for so long, I couldn’t sleep last night, so I had only dozed for about two hours before the sirens started going off. April grabbed the kittens, I slammed on a pair of pants and snatched my MacBook, and we retreated to the basement to discover that our storm news source, Twitter, was hours behind and updates weren’t coming through. Thankfully, it turns out that KSPR news had a life feed of their storm coverage on their website, so we watched that and chatted with friends on Facebook to make sure everyone was all right.

When we came back upstairs around 12:30 a.m., I found myself not tired at all. Rather than restlessly go to bed and keep April awake, I elected to play some World of Warcraft with the hopes that its monotony would dull my brain and send me snoozing. Alas, it was not to be, though I did gain a level and some kickin’ gear. It was a good time, but when I shut my computer down at 2 a.m. this morning, I was still quite awake.

So, after a total of about 4 hours of sleep, I’m bathed, shaved, and ready to go to work. I’m working a half day so I can pick my mom up from the airport at 1 p.m. today, pick April up (she has a work trip) around 4:30 p.m., start making dinner around 7:00 p.m., which my mom will have to take over because I have a final at 8 p.m., then rush back to the house to finish grilling steaks and baking potatoes as April’s eldest brother, Adam, arrives from Kansas City around 8-8:30 p.m.

Thinking of this afternoon/evening makes me feel very worn.


I’m going to go read more of this stuff. It’s just so good, so brainless, so relaxing. When I read books like these, I can turn my mind off. I don’t need to tell it what to think or what to imagine, because the book does that for me. All I must do is let my eyes linger on the words, wander down the page; let my hand turn the pages, feel the book between my fingers; let my heart soak it in and dream.

I’m actually currently on a book many after the one linked above, but my reviews are publishing slowly (every Tuesday and Thursday) for the next couple of weeks. Sometime in the second or third week of July you’ll get the chance to read about what I’m currently indulging in.

Goodnight friends, and thanks for stopping by. I’m off to Ansalon.

Right Brain, meet Left Brain

As I turned the light off and closed my eyes to go to sleep last night, I realized that I should have been writing all evening. My brain was overwhelmed, unable to process and file away everything that happened yesterday, and images flickered through my imagination, the panoply of swirling visions making me ill. I played World of Warcraft last night, first with April, then with Ryan, and enjoyed my evening immensely, but I needed to write.

I feel most balanced and sane when I’ve been engaged in that activity regularly, and the first two weeks after revamping this website, I was on top of the world. I felt good about myself and life in general, but last night I just felt like I was going to throw up. It’s been at least a week since I’ve written, ostensibly because I’ve been too busy. I wasn’t too busy last night, I was just lazy, and I suffered for it.

My brain can’t always handle everything that is thrown at it, and so I need to write it down. Tonight, however, I am taking April out for a nice dinner, maybe we’ll watch a movie, and just spend some more time together before she leaves for New Orleans tomorrow. She’ll be gone a week and a half, so I’ve been trying to spend a lot of time with her.

Camping, by the way, was great. Because we suck, no pictures were taken. The camera was in my bag, and we had lots of good intentions–I was particularly disappointed since I have the shiny new photo gallery now–but we just forgot. Again.

My primary goal while April is gone is to clean the apartment and get it all nice and sparkly before her return. But I also need to start studying and writing, getting things down that have been on my mind for years, and sorting all this out so I can sleep better. There’s potential that I’ll start getting up early to write, because for some reason I have woken up at 5:30 a.m. for the last week and a half, feeling fully rested, where I used to wake up at 7 a.m. still sleepy. We’ll see how Thursday goes.

I’m in training all this week, and still fairly overwhelmed at work. Hopefully, that will diminish by next Friday, when two major projects should be completed. The main thing is to finish the wiki I’ve been building, which will serve as our documentation repository for Banner, and then I need to document the build process and everything. Once that’s done, I’ll feel free again.