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thirsty

I am either perpetually thirsty, or dehydrated. I have been unable to drink enough water today. And I'm craving salt. So, I'm guessing the dehydration is making me perpetually thirsty.

*gulps more water down*

And of course hand in hand comes the headache. Just achey enough to annoy me. Lets hope that I am not catching a cold. I am trying not to take any aspirin or motrin, etc. I try to use those things as last attempts.

I am uncertain what else to do other than try a piece of fruit. I find myself pretty tired, and unmotivated since I don't want to do anything other than sleep.

I am slated this weekend to get my business cards ordered and get another load from the storage unit.

*drinks more water and contemplates how much I've drank today*

John's parents were out this weekend. We went to the Dayton Airforce Museum.
In case any of you are wondering what Bockscar is, it is the plane that dropped the nuclear bomb on Nagasaki.

Introspectively, visiting the Airforce museum was probably a good idea for me. I didn't like the idea of it. But it helped me put to rest an old thing. When I was younger, I wanted to be in the Airforce or even the Navy. Those were my two choices. I wanted to fly, and seeing how much I love to fly and visit the airport, that was an easy thing to come up with. My father talked me out of it. Said that 'Women on boats for long times were of questionable morals', and 'if they weren't of questionable morals, then they were in danger of being raped.' Not an exact quote (it has been ten or more years.) But either statement at the time was enough for me to reconsider. And for a long time, I was pretty mad, even annoyed. a little twitch of a frown would appear whenever I thought of 'What could have been' and how much better it might be than where I am at any time.

So, at the museum, all the planes were polished, and they were pretty nifty to look at. And I realized that I was pretty disgusted with the 'notches' where they kept track of how many bombs they dropped. If I had gone into the military, would I have been able to drop bombs on other people? Or shoot another person. I don't know why my mind didn't connect the dots, but it did this past Saturday. There's no way I could have grown into the same person that I am now, had I been successfully enlisted. And with that thought, I was able to put to rest an old grudge.

yay.

still thirsty.

*gulps some more*

I made pizza last night for John's parents and took it to their hotel room (they can't be around cats) and we watched the Matrix.

I am rather stoked that the last of the Matrix comes out on Thursday.
Rock on.

Not going to fight sleep. Going to bed.

love you
xxx

Posted by hawkie at November 3, 2003 08:35 PM