while waiting to be granted access to the cabins at bellows air force base, the subject of my luck (or lack of it, rather) came up briefly in conversation with a friend of mine who was kind enough to wait with me.

in the wake of that conversation and with valentine’s day looming, i’ve been thinking about luck quite a bit. on my way home this evening i remembered a line i heard… somewhere; if i didn’t have bad luck, i wouldn’t have any luck at all. and while that may not be true about every aspect of my life (it’s debatable), it’s certainly true when it comes to girls and relationships. here’s a brief recap, using initials so i don’t have to name names:

‘abstinence makes the church grow fondlers.’

today is new camera day! hurray!

yea for G9!

i’ve got enough in my head to fill a couple of posts, but i’m going to attempt to put it all together in this one post in a way that is coherent and fluid. then i’m going to bed.

now, having said that, i’m not sure where to begin. certain revelations have come to me in the wake of week old events. they are neither hopeful nor surprising. these revelations, however, are confusing and have caused me to develop a new theory. what these revelations also do is shed light on an aspect of my psyche that i hadn’t previously contemplated. and so, following the order of the title, let’s begin….

i haven’t been sleeping well the last few nights.  now, normally i don’t sleep well, so in itself, this is nothing noteworthy.  what makes it noteworthy is that it’s been worse than normal and, what’s more, i’ve been remembering more of my dreams.  that’s very unusual.

i don’t know what is causing me to experience and remember dreams more frequently the last several days, but i’m not sure i like it.  the dreams i’ve been having aren’t particularly distressing, but they are strange and the are vivid.  so much so that they’re waking me at night.

i went to bed earlier last night than i normally do, hoping to catch up a bit, but no such luck.  i’m just as tired today as i was yesterday.  maybe we’ll trying going to bed even earlier tonight.  i don’t know what the hell my problem is….

on top of the insomnia that i should be used to by now….

there are other things on my mind that are clouding my ability to write coherently.  those same things may be affecting my sleep as well.  damn it….