I was feeling really lazy to write, but now it seems I've mustered the energy. For some reason, I was gifted some Latvian brandy. Now I don't know what to do with it.
I'll write about dreams.
I dreamt about various things. Yesterday I dreamt that I ended up married to a harem of three wives - one main one, the manager, and two for household needs. And I acted like a total idiot. Instead of capitalizing on my sudden stroke of luck and using them in a completely chauvinistic, sexually exploitative manner degrading to women, as one should with a harem, I was engaged in total nonsense. That is - reading either books they had written, or diaries with poems and songs, trying to figure out what kind of people they are, what skills they possess, and what worldview they hold. In the end, I blew my chance, because then another dream started.
In this dream, I was in some cafeteria (seemed like in Riga) trying to strike up a conversation with an unfamiliar girl who was rather withdrawn and gloomy, replying in a pessimistic vein. Ultimately, just as I started getting somewhere and even took her by the hand, the dream ended. Another bummer.
In the final dream, I invented a printer that, after printing, cuts out what's needed from the paper according to a given template. For example, you print 10x15 photos on an A4, and they pop out as separate little pieces. I wonder, does such a thing actually exist?
Today I dreamt something else interesting, but I already forgot what.
Dreams
2006-06-06