Posted in dreams on 02/01/2005 06:32 pm by Queenkv
plenty of interviews canceling on me…at the last minute…I do have a preview story on the State of the Union. I read last year’s speech and I watched an episode of West Wing for some inspiration….
missed out on a yummy dinner with Steph - last night….she got the orginal Manchurian Candidate DVD from NetFlix, today….
feeling bent out of shape.
I had a dream last night about needing a cat. I needed a cat to help a little girl get over depression. Around midnight - I walked into a animal testing facility to save one of the kittens. In this world - humane society’s have been replaced with animal testing facilities. These place also have an adoption center - more of a last chance shot for the animals that are dropped off by other humans.
I got there at the time when a couple dropped off a kitten, the size of my cupped palms. They said the kitten didn’t want to eat. It was an orange ball of fuzz that looked more like a toy than a kitten. But it moved around, playing with a ball and meowed. I said I would take it. The couple looked happy….but they told me the kitten didn’t want to eat….so don’t get my hopes up.
Since the kitten wasn’t registered at the facility - I was techinally free to take it home…but some weird bureaucrat thought the kitten should be tested on….they were running low on felines. So, first he said I could have a dog instead of a cat. But I already fell in love with the kitten - I refused. Then he showed me the puppy - it was brown and cute. I said I’d take both. He wanted me to choose. I kicked him in the crotch, grabbed the kitten and urged the puppy to run away with me.
We entered this labyrinth of offices and lab space. The bureaucrat sicced secuirty guards on us. We hid in a closet. I was afraid of the puppy barking or the kitten meowing.
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Posted in the_district on 02/01/2005 03:18 pm by Queenkv
Finished interview a Senator and a Congressman. Edited the video. Watched the Avid machine f-up. Dubbed the tape to Beta SP. Called my station. Ran to the Metro stop. Hopped on the train. Prayed a “Hail Mary” for the trip to last 2 minutes. Thought the feed deadline was 5:00. Ran to CBS. Called up the Feed people. Left the tape. Took Metro back to the newsroom. Called Mark. Bought lunch at 5:30. Got back to the newsroom….
And found out the feed lasts until 5:30. Found out that I didn’t have to run.
I’m drained.
Should be happy with my work. Also got my interview posted online.
My professor said it looked good.
i should go home. i exhausted. don’t want to go home. also annoyed at Mark. he get’s to sleep in until 10 AM. I’m up by 5:00 AM - getting ready, shower, dress, read as much of the paper as possible and catch up on tv news. i’m tired of creeping around the basement - tired of being afraid of waking him up….he already snapped at me the other week for being too loud. He values his sleep time, I suppose.
I told him I was annoyed that he get’s to sleep in. He said I should worry about waking up….and then when I do, he’ll snap at me again.
I told him we could get some ear plugs and he said he didn’t want to wear them. So much for my attempt at compromising.
I’m drained….I try to go to bed by 10…..Mark is still up watching TV or reading. Then I wake up and having to be quiet…also drains me. So, by the time I get to the newsroom - I’m still trying to wake-up.
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