Well good evening. I've had an interesting day.

In fact, it kinda started in an interesting way at about 4 something this morning. I had a rather odd dream...somewhat disturbing. Kinda made me wonder what I'm really like. But first a little background. I don't like certain things, and I tend to try and avoid them whenever I can. Dead bugs, for example. I hate dead bugs. So whenever I hear somebody say something about finding a dead bug, I stay away, even if it's one of the little kids who wants me to take care of it for them. Or throw up. I hate dealing with it, so whenever somebody hurls, I tend to kinda sit where I'm at, hoping that I'll turn invisible and that somebody else will take care of it. I know this is selfish, but I do it anyway.

I hate pain. Not feeling it, but being around people who are in pain. I can take pain pretty well myself, but being around somebody who is hurting is horrible for me. Not that that is a bad thing. But I tend to do the same thing as with the throw up. If one of the little guys gets hurt, for instance, I tend to wait, hoping that somebody else will take care of them. It's probably only a five second wait, at the most, but it still is very selfish of me.

So in my dream, I was driving BonnieJean's car down a four lane divided highway. I was by myself in the car and seemed to be driving in the mountains. There was a large group of cars about a mile or so behind me, and an old brown car driving behind and to the right of me. On my left, on the other side of the road, I saw three semi trucks crashed along the highway. They didn't have trailers on them. A short way further down the road two more where wrecked trucks, just like the first three. I slowed down, looking at them. Before I could speed up again, I went down a rather sudden drop. Driving along, you couldn't really see what was on the road down that hill until you were almost on top of it. And to top it off, you couldn't really swerve, because the road at that point had been blasted through a hill, and so there were rock walls twenty feet high on either side. So it was a very good thing that I had been going slow, because right there in the middle of the road where three semi trailers, piled on top of each other and totally blocking the road. I slammed on the brakes and just barely avoided hitting them. The brown car behind me also stopped in time. I sat there for a moment, stunned and then realized that if I had barely had time to stop, it wouldn't take long for all those cars behind me to create a milti-car wreck. I jumped out of the car and ran to the rock wall on the side of the road and started to climb. I found a ledge and turned around to look down. The brown car had turned around and was going back the way it had come (to the try and stop the other cars, I guess). It was just about to get out of the dip where the trailers were when a red F-350 double cab came over the hill at 75 miles an hour and hit him head on. The brown car was pushed all the way back to the trailers and squished there. Then car after car came over the hill and crashed into the one before it. It was horrible. I knew that there where people down there who were hurt bad and needed help. But I didn't want to see them in pain. That would make me too uncomfortable. I wasn't afraid of getting hurt myself, but of seeing other people hurt. And so I turned and ran down the ledge and away from the pile up.

Now I know that what you do in dreams isn't always what you would do in real life. Dreams can be really strange at times. And yet I have this horrible feeling that in that situation I might do that. That I would turn my back and hope that somebody else would help them. Would I do that? I don't know. But it's a sobering thought.

At any rate, other than that my day has been pretty normal. I just want to say that Tulsa drivers have no idea how to drive in ice and they are reckless and insane. How low does your IQ have to be for you not to realize that you should not pass somebody while on a bridge when it's 15 degrees and has been raining all day?

I'm leaving for Taiwan in three weeks. I can't believe it. I've got one more week of working as a tele-marketer. I'm glad of that. They've put me on a new program the past couple days, selling AOL to people who used to use it. It's actually a pretty good deal, so long as you'll be using dial-up. I've been making a lot more sales in this program too, which is a good thing.

Last night we watched Hamlet. I'd never seen it before. The acting was pretty good, but there's some things you just can't overcome with good acting: like a bad story. I'm sorry, but classic or no classic, it's a pathetic story.

Man, but it's cold outside. I hope I can make it to work tomorrow morning.

I need to get some other stuff done now. Bye!