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03/18/2004 Entry: "Stupid nightmares..." I feel much better today. I was very weak yesterday, but still managed to have a late lunch/early dinner with Brad at the Amphora's, where he told me about his new job, working on rooftops with wireless installs (that's not his job, actually, but he's doing this because his new job will be managing such installs, and he wanted to see what it's like). He's also going to Vegas at the end of the month, and it was all I could do not to grab him by the pants legs and scream, "Take me with you!" I had the weirdest dream last night. I was on my way to Sweden via Iceland (the best way, IMHO, I like Keflavik), but instead of the usual Airport, Iceland had built an artificial island out of white sand and fake mangroves to simulate the Caribbean to be more touristy. Of course, it was still cold, so they didn't let you outside, but kept the inside rather hot and humid to complete the illusion. Anyway, when I landed, everyone was real quiet and they all herded us into a sort of 7-11 style mini-mart, telling us that we must shop there. I was looking outside at the fake Caribbean, and I saw half of a plane make an emergency landing. Then there was this horrible explosion somewhere outside, and shelves of taco chips and gallons of overpriced milk collapse on top of me. I really fat tourist covered me with her body, panicking and screaming to keep calm. When the rubble stopped falling, you could see the outside, and planes were in the sky, either in pieces trying to land, or just flaming pieces falling into the water around us. About two-thirds of the island was now gone. We were sure it was terrorists, and we all crowded around a CNN Airport Network monitor, looking to see what was going on. Apparently, Al Queda had hijacked airplanes, and were just crashing into airports anywhere. But the worst part was that they had an "invisible army" where they weren't really invisible, but apparently their army was mingling with our own people in the US, and when the planes started to crash, they raided random suburban houses in and around smaller cities and small towns. In one town in Pennsylvania, they used mortar shells and burned down an elementary school, and as kids and adults were fleeing the burning building, they shot them down with rifles, or cut them down with khybers. In one West Virginia town, they slaughtered over 2000 people in less than 15 minutes with only about 20 operatives strategically positioned in rented cars and trucks before blowing themselves up to destroy a major bridge nearby, thus cutting off 20 or so other small towns from major roads. Their goal was to take advantage of our security loopholes because we had spent so much money and effort protecting all our government buildings and such, that no one even considered they'd just attack random homes and schools in out-of-the-way towns. As I was watching this, a Norwegian guy next to me hugged me, saying he was so sorry America was being attacked this way, while another guy from England said we deserved it, because America was so pompous. Soon everyone was fighting around me about what America had done, what an idiot George Bush was, whether we deserved this or not, and then I heard an alarm go off that sounded like a cat yowling. I woke up feeling so relieved it was a dream, because when the real 9/11 happened, I kept "tripping the dream switch," which is what I did in bad dreams to wake up from them. So in this dream, I kept going, "This is real. It's not a dream. Fuck. This will screw up everything, and our government will put us under Marshall law, put innocent Muslims in internment camps, and somehow blame this on black people and homosexuals. You watch." So I woke up to my cat yowling because she had dragged in random pieces of paper (Storm does that, drags in paper, and yowls... I have no idea why), and I was so happy it wasn't real. Then I realized why I had the dream: I had taken Tylenol for Migraines a few hours before, and that always gives me nightmares. Anyway, today is a busy day. I am having sushi today with an old boss/friend of mine, to see what he's up to. CR is seeing "a specialist" about his infection. And then we're going to H&R Block for our taxes. We should be getting a refund this time around. It won't be much, but according to Virginia, H&R Block made an error last year in our state taxes, and we overpaid. We may be entitled to getting our taxes done for free, because of the H&R Block guarantee. Heh.