Click Click Broken

Our Freezer broke.
We think it happened Friday around noon.
Though the time line isn't for sure.
Kikay said that it might have happened a little before I got home from helping a friend.
But soon after I got home -a little after noon.
I heard this clicking noise.
It sounded different from the clicking noise that usually accompanies the a/c turning on.
But it was similar to the sound the oven has when it is heating up.
I actually thought that the stove or oven might be on.
But whenever I looked over...
Everything was off. Cool. Not functioning.
It was annoying!
I could hear it!
Click
Click
Click
Click
and there was no source!
That evening Kikay went to work.
And i decided while she was gone, that I would get ice cream.
It was around 5 or 6pm.
I opened the freezer.
Pulled out the ice cream
Opened it.
Stuck a spoon in it.
And noticed....that the ice cream seemed a little melted.
I was a bit confused.
After all i had just taken the ice cream out of the freezer.
My first thought...was to blame Kikay.
She's left ice cream out before and its melted. (Meralto has done this too.)
So perhaps she had left it out.
And stuck it back in before she left.
But it had been hours since Kikay had gone to work.
Could it take hours for ice cream to refreeze itself?
I didn't know.
But I stuck the ice cream back in the freezer to let it 'harden up' more.
Around 9 or so I checked again.
The ice cream....had melted further.
I checked the ice cubes...they weren't melted.
The popsicles though...seemed a bit more squishy
Then freezer clicked when i was by the freezer.
It had come from there!
And I was like "OH NO!!"
because it was after hours with the office. So I couldn't tell them that our freezer was broken.
So we had to wait until the morning to ask for help.
Consequently....we lost our ice cream *sniff* as well as the popsicles *sniff* and Kikay's potpies *triple sniff from her* as well as other freezer items that weren't missed that much because they were getting old anyway and we probably wouldn't have eaten them.
-our food was lost because we couldn't find a neighbor in time to transfer food.
So bye bye freezer food.
Though we saved our jerky! Woot!
Anywho. We had to leave it over night.
But in the morning I went down to the office for help...
I ended up calling the maintenance guy myself.
(I hate leaving messages...)
And within the hour he'd shown up to look at the freezer.
He determined that a part had gone funky that he didn't know how to fix. (around 11am Saturday)
But...the other dude wouldn't show up til that afternoon. :(
...now we were on pins and needles.
Because unbeknown to me the freezer helps keep the fridge cool (I thought they were separate in cooling)
Which meant...our fridge was going to heat up soon, if it wasn't already. So now we were on another deadline...because we had alot more good food we would eat in the fridge.
I didn't worry too much about it. We've had power out at our house for a couple of days before, and as long as we kept the fridge closed, everything would stay cool enough that it will be fine.
Though then the fridge had the advantage of a working freezer to melt ice and such....
around 3 I was getting worried and I called the maintenance guy again to see when the other guy was coming.
(he didn't answer)
But then about 4pm.
I heard a knock on the door.
I opened it to this old man.
Chubby in the old man fashion, with white hair and a big smile stood in front of me.
and he asked "Is YOUR refrigerator broken?"
lol i just had to smile and say "yes." and let him in.
The way he said it made me think that he'd been knocking on doors for a while now trying to figure out who had the broken freezer.  -I don't know if that was totally true.
So he set to fixing our freezer.
And when he was done he told us.
"Okay I've got it working, but the best way to make sure that the freezer is working properly is to go down to Walmart and buy some Chocolate ice cream. Stick it in the freezer for the night and let it melt and refreeze and then you give me a call in the morning and I'll come over and taste it to make sure its all working properly."
lol I admit. I thought he was totally serious until he said "come over and taste it" and then i was like *blink* 'wait a moment' just as Kikay said "I think this is a great way to get yourself free ice cream."
He laughed and nodded and told us that we just needed to put in a cup half filled with water and when it froze we could put food in the freezer again. And left. :)


back to the ice cream.
My thought process went something like:
Why is it chocolate ice cream? couldnt' we get mint chocolate chip. Kikay and I like mint chocolate chip.
Eww it has to melt? why? we should wait until the freezer freezes before buying the ice cream.
Good thing walmart is open all hours so we can go grab some
How are we going to call him? I'll need to ask him for his number
Taste it....wait a second? He's kidding us?!
lol
I actually thought it was Awesome that he had a sense of humor ^^ It brightened my day.
So even though we have no ice cream (that will be fixed on the morrow)
It still was a pleasant experience.


:)
One last thought.
We told a girl in our ward that our ice cream melted. lol. and she reacted, like Kikay and I reacted.
That this was basically the 'worst news in the world!!!'
lol. It is. Ice cream is first on a lady's list...with the exception of chocolate.
Imagine how we would have reacted had our chocolate needed to be thrown away.
CHAOS!!! ;) lol.


Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves!
Enjoy the day!


-Sarnic Dirchi


The Dream


There was an earthquake that would be taking place sometime that night.
My family lived in an apartment in a skyscraper near the top, downtown.
And we were preparing for the earthquake.
-We'd experienced one before in our current living situation.
I seemed to remember it was halfway terrifying.
Well, my dad decided that we should go somewhere 'safer' for the earthquake.
Just in case the skyscraper collapsed or something, or some stuff caved in...he wanted the family to be safe.
So we went down to the ground floor to a room that was made of glass...it had a bluish tinge to it. that was an 'offshoot' of the building. so we weren't right underneath the rest of the skyscraper. but the terraces were underneath us.
I had gone down in...pjs and a black hoodie. in the hoodie pockets i had placed my stuffed animal dalmatian Jasper, and another smaller stuffed animal. with other things as well....those pockets were deep.
And i looked around our 'hideout' and I didn't feel safe at all.
I mean the place was made of glass.
I felt safer up on whatever floor we lived on currently.
So my parents told me to go find another place.
So I did.
I went out and crossed a street in search of a safer place where the earthquake wouldn't kill us.
I walked down a shady lane (shady as in trees lined it) and went into this nice other sky scraper building (i got the impression my mom worked there.)
I took the elevator up to the top floor
and came out to another neighborhood.
But this one was shady as in the creepy deserted, ghost town shady.
It was deserted.
Dark.
Cloudy.
Misty.
But I went walking down the lane.
and came to a row of 8 cabins.
They were red, made of wood. had black roofs.
And looked like they hadn't been used in a while.
Kinda run down and empty
I went to cabin 5 -the number was shiny gold
and opened up to look inside.
Some black scuttling creature came out.
I thought of a cat or a coyote.
And apparently the inside had remains of some animal in it that the black creature was eating.
I didn't see the inside of the cabin when i looked inside. just got impressions.
That it hadn't been cleaned out in a while.
And i figured "we won't be disturbed here!"
(yah me. we wouldn't. it must have been deserted for a reason!!)
So I returned back down to the street.
I had to cross a street, go through a half block island then cross another street.
(island meaning that the road went all the way around it.)
And at the first street I saw the beginnings of a parade.
Put on by people who were trying to keep the population calm and not have them go crazy from terror because the earthquake could hit at anytime.
i stopped to watch by an outdoor cafe
Where people were sitting down around round tables under umbrellas.
And i encountered a girl...dressed like Mary Poppins in the chalk world, but i was given the impression she was more of a 'truly scrumptous' from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.
I stopped and had a conversation with her.
Watching the parade get ready to go.
I saw a...round clown doll balloon. but I didn't pay much attention to other entrees.
My attention was distracted by a group of cute, handsome boys.
Dressed like the performers in "me old bamboo" from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
They were the 'life' of the parade.
They started performing before they even started walking down the parade route
Singing and dancing to "Step in Time" from...Mary Poppins.
-I don't know if the tunes are similar but i was hearing 'step in time' lyrics to the 'me old bamboo' song.
I watched them dance until they started heading down the street.
Then i crossed the street, went through the island part and managed to hear them coming up the street when i reached the next street.
I crossed that street and went to tell my parents that I'd found a spot.
But i was feeling sad that I had left a stuffed animal behind. So i made a trip up stairs to get that one stuffed animal that kept flashing through my thoughts.
So i went upstairs to grab it then back down to go meet with my family.
Some of them had already left so I followed after them.
..encountering the parade again in the process.
and ended up with two new friends.
We went to the building I'd gone to earlier.
But I ended up taking an escalator too early.
So i went into a different portion of the building
and I had to find my way back down to the bottom floor.
And my friends and I ended up waiting in line (kinda like an airport line) to get permission to go into the building. We sat down to wait.
And somehow.... I don't remember how this whole situation started but
the guy with me started loudly talking about how it wasn't right to discriminate just because a guy didn't like girls but guys. and blah blah blah blah.
And then our 'gay' friend, dressed in a business suit. -he had blonde hair and reminded me of Neil Patrick Harris
We were really happy he was there. Estatic.
Came in and got in line behind us. the line was long enough that the snaking line had him end up right behind us for a bit.


and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.


-S.N.D

Fascination

Its not often that 'fix it' men come to visit.
And when they do.
I tend to hang around, nearby.
Monitoring them.
I admit that some of it is from paranoia.
I don't want them to go where they're not supposed to go.
Or take anything that's not theirs.
(I'm pretty sure other people feel the same way.)
But some of my hanging around.
Is from fascination.
I find it interesting to watch the people at work.
See what they do,
What gadgets they use to fix something.
What wires go where to install something.
What pieces need to be replaced, or tweaked to make the thing work again.
Its fascinating.
That they're experts in the trade.
And I'm completely clueless.
So I like to watch, to learn, and monitor of course.
But mostly watching and learning.
Okay, mostly watching.
I have no idea what they're doing with all their gadgets and wires and such lol :) 
But it is fascinating. 
And so I lurk around and watch the fix it guys 'fix it' :)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day! 

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

There was a class field trip that we had to get ready for.
I had trouble getting my clothes all right and such.
So I was the last person to get on the bus as we went to go to the fair.
Only there wasn't alot of room, so I ended up getting on top of the bus holding onto the sides
There was another guy on top. He was wearing white and black.
The suite almost seemed like a human glider suit. With wide sides connecting the legs to the arms.
Then...we took off. For the bus was suddenly a helicopter/plane.
And we flew...over a zoo.
All around the zoo. I saw elephants and other creatures from above.
It was a tour of the zoo from on high.
But then I thought to myself...
If I'm on top of a helicopter. Why am i not getting cut by the blades.
Suddenly,
I was hiking along a river bank with an older man and another 'sibling' figure behind me.
We needed to cross the river.
But it looked like the water ahead (after peering through some vines/cattails) looked to get wider.
So we had to cross where we were standing now.
It looked shallow enough because of a small rock/debris dam a little ways up.
And it was narrow enough to cross quickly.
So we started out.
But halfway across I realized I had left
A leather bracelet worked to look like leaves on a vine, and a silver ring behind.
I turned back for it.
But it somehow fell into the river.
So I ended up in a bit of deeper water then I had expected because I had to save it.
And save it I did.
I then finished crossing the river to join the man.
Who now looked alot like batman...
to go in search of the person we were looking for.
There was a set of three tents that we paused to look at.
Me and my 'sibling' companion paused
At a small table holding a bunch of different roses made into bracelets, necklaces, and earrings.
They weren't puny roses though. They were real size roses.
I think I knew that the person we were hunting for didn't like yellow.
So I was more attracted to getting three roses with yellow.
There was a girl sitting at the table.
When batman came up to me to ask what I was doing.
I was trying to communicate with him through thoughts, but ended up talking in a whisper.
I told him I thought the person we were after couldn't stand yellow flowers.
And suddenly....the girl took off. (she was the one we were looking for)
Batman went after the girl.
And me and my companion, picked out three roses with yellow in them.
And went after him.
We ran onto a green.
Where there was a 'tree-woman' standing
Around her were four or five other girls. (perhaps a guy was in there.)
And they were hanging trinkets on her branches or the stumps of the branches, most of them had been cut off.
I joined holding two roses, having given the 'sibling' the other.
I placed a different object on one of the stumps of the branches. It was gold in color
One of the roses, not the one I liked. it was all yellow with a long stem I threaded through holes in the girls face. I think it was through the lip, through a nostril and the stem ended right in front of the eye.
Then I had trouble finding a place for my rose. It was yellow with black/red trimming. and it had a shorter stem, it was mostly just the bud.
I ended up pulling the first rose out of the girl -to her discomfort.
To figure out a different way to place the roses.
And she told me she had an old earring hole in her left ear.
I found it, in the earlobe.
It looked small but as I pulled at it, the hole was bigger. Big enough that I could thread the stem through the earlobe.
Then I re threaded the longer rose through her lip/nostril with it ending near the eye. The second time the girl adjusted the stem so it wasn't so close to her eye.
And then....we set off.
All the things that were on her seemed to disappeared and we were talking rather normally.


When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

Scrambling

...I wonder what possessed the sign makers to put "scrambling" on this sign.
Its not a common word to have on signs after all.
I wonder if it had something to do with the 'excuses' people give rangers when they're caught not following signs.
Still...its an interesting word. Scrambling. And it describes climbing on rocks really well :)

Until you next read these words;
I"ll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi


I was in a basement house type of place.
And this woman who looked like my aunt Gaileen and her husband
Were showing me around the house.
Which apparently was a 'Noah's Ark' zoo type of ideal
Where they had rooms for different animals that they would sell to people and keep for people.
My mom had a couple of sugar gliders that she was anxious to hold for example.
So the woman showed me around and opened this small cubby like door
I poked my head inside and saw another opening, square in shape
And the body of a woman inside.
She had brown hair and pale skin, and her face was turned away from me.
Her hand was outstretched, the right one.
And in her grasp...around her wrist and in her hand.
Was a snake with two tails.
It was a poisonous snake. Deadly.
And it unwound itself (it was about a foot long)
And came after me.
It bit me.
And it seemed like we had 'bonded' in a sense.
The animal had become my familiar?
Even though I had tried to climb out of reach of it.
Using a bunkbed.
And suddenly in my lap.
Was a white kitten. Very cute.
And it seemed like this kitten was meant to be my familiar,
but I'd been corrupted.
So the white kitten ended up 'bonding' with a black kitten.
Then it seemed to skip ahead a few years.
Where basically we knew that I couldn't get pregnant (i was married)
Because of the snake bite.
So we were going to try and adopt.

I was then wandering around our basement.
And went into my sisters old room. (currently my brothers)
And saw some stuffed animals in a corner looking rather sad and dusty.
I saw a lizard as well...with a spider -a daddy long leg riding on it.
I jumped onto the bed to get away from it.
And some woman told me that the lizards were to eat the spiders.
But both were rather freaky looking.
The lizards were green or green yellow.
the spiders were daddy-long legs with the center being different colors.
I moved away from that bedroom.
Into my old bedroom in the basement, trying to avoid the spiders.
My brother was there laying on his bed, wrapped up in the covers.
We started talking.
But then I noticed a spider (all spiders were daddy long legs)
On the wall. I scooted away. Glad the bed was far enough from the wall
that the spider couldn't get to the bed.
But my brother accidentally moved a bit of the bedsheet.
So that it touched the spider.
The spider climbed on and started moving around the bed. my brother flicked it away.
Towards me.
I panicked and flicked it away.
It landed on the floor and disappeared.
And suddenly I was in my mom's grasp.
And i was whispering to her.
Knowing that there were others nearby.
"Can we go home, I don't like it here." (at this point I thought i was in Colorado)
"Why not?"
"Too many spiders."
I wanted to return in the winter when the bug problem would die down.
The summer wasn't fun for me.

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

S.N.D

A Dirty Brownie Dish Day

I made brownies a week ago.
All chocolaty, crumbly, and w/ strawberry frosting on top.
Sooo delicious!
(Seriously, if you haven't tried it. Put strawberry frosting on your brownies the next time you make them. They're ooober good!! Super ooober good!!)
Unfortunately, with this batch of brownies...
They were more sticky....as in....wouldn't come out of the pan without leaving a mess on the pan sticky/crumbly.
I'm not sure why....perhaps I added in too much flour? Or else the 'nonstick' spray thing isn't working.
I thought spraying the pan would make it not stick...but it seems like the opposite happened.
Anywho.
By the end of the adventure of eating brownies.
We were left with a pan..that was full of brownie crust things.
The easy and simple means of cleaning a brownie pan.
(okay idk about the easy part)
Is to stick the tray in the sink. Fill it up with water -some soap too perhaps
and then let it soak for a bit, then dumb out the dirty mess and use a sponge to wipe it clean.
Well...I only got to the 'fill it up with water and stick it in the sink part
Before I took a detour.
You see....the sink faucet thingymababber in our apartment.
Has a sprayer attached.
:) I love the sprayer.
I find it fun to spray dirty dishes to cleanness
Instead of scrubbing them.
That way my hands don't get dirty and wrinkly.
(I hate doing dishes.)
And this tray.
Was the motherload of dirtiness.
With chunk of brownies still inside.
And I thought it would be rather disgusting.
To leave huge soggy bits of brownie mix in the tray for who knows how long.
(I tend to get distracted.)
*Gag* Thinking of those huge soggy bits of brownie...its just as bad as wet bread.
*gags* Ughalicious ickness.
Back on topic.
Soooo
For kicks and giggles.
I decided to spray the brownie dish to pieces.
(Hmm I wish I had taken video of it. It was rather cool to watch...in a gross way.....chunks of brownies flying everywhere! :P lol)
So I sprayed the dish until it was filled with water and swimming bits of brownie.
And I was like "That is gross."
My first instinct was to just spray the bigger chunks so that they were loose in the water
-Easier to clean off when I dumped it out.
But staring at that murky water...
I didn't want to have to maneuver a thing full of ickysoggy brownie stuff to dump it out.
So I grabbed the sprayer.
Angled it just so.
And let loose!
Woot!
I would compare the sudden ride the brownie remains took
to a whirlpool, rapids, and waterfall stage.
I shot the water into the corner of the pan. 
And created a whirlpool effect.
Since the force of the sprayer water hit the stagnant water and pushed it away...
Into a fun little circle sending all the brownie stuff on a ride.
Weee!! :P
Specifically I was focusing on areas with alot of brownie gunk.
Then I moved to the corner. 
 Where I angled the sprayer just so.
To send a constant spray of water over the edge of the brownie pan
in a white foaming mass of awesomeness.
So recap.
Whirling mess of brown stuff.
Now has an outlet away from the whirlpool.
So what do the brownie pieces do?
They follow the whirlpool to the outlet
And Ziiiingggg!!
Over the edge they go to crash into the sink and then go down the drain into nothingness.
But, it was interesting.
Because there were a few bigger chunks of brownies.
That would try to take the outlet.
But wouldn't make it...
So they'd fall back down into the whirlpool for another go around the brownie pan to try again.
and again
and again
and again
Until I changed the angle enough to shoot the poor piece out into the sink.
Sometimes I had water shooting out with such force,
that the water in the pan would drain away.
So I would have to pause.
Spray a different spot, let the faucet fill the pan back up again,
then start the chaos all over again!
The result.
A lot of time wasted in this simple entertainment plus, A clean pan :)
Woot!

It was fun, and almost exhilarating.
I'm more awake now then I was before cleaning that pan for sure.

Perhaps when i confront every cleaning task i should think to myself

On to the next Great Adventure!
Adventure is out there! (quoting UP)
Just make the task seem like an epic adventure for all the different pieces involved.

Perhaps then, then....doing the dishes will be fun.
...Not.
Well...okay...
Only if I get to spray them to death, then that would be fun.
If it involves scrubbing...I'm totally going to go wrestle with the laundry instead. Or even my room.
The room sounds more intense.

;)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

At one point it was like i was in a business meeting.
Some guy asked what day Aug the 5th was on
He had on a white shirt and tie.
I was like: I know!
So I started to say Tuesday.
But on Tues--I was like no, its not loud enough so I said

"TUESDAY!"
Really loud...out loud...I woke up saying that.
Then rolled over and went back to bed.
And dreamt I was in school again oddly enough.
It was like i was returning after a sudden catastrophe.
To find everything the way it was.....

Unfortunately...Aug the 5th is on a Friday, not a Tuesday
But I was right for July the 5th that was on a Tuesday :)

-S.N.D

Worn Out

You  may be wondering why there is a picture of a keyboard in this blog.
Well. Wonder no more!
I have the answer! :)
This is a picture of the keyboard of my laptop.
I've had this computer for 2 years now.
And by far, this laptop has been good to me :)

I just thought I'd mention the keys that are wearing away.
E
S
N
M
Spacebar

I've been rather curious lately.
Over my Keyboard.
I mean out of the 26 + all the other button keys.
Why are those five places wearing away before the others?

I really don't think its because I use those letters alot.
Sure I use E and S but M? I don't use M that often.
The spacebar I can understand because my right thumb is the thumb that pushes the space bar
(my left thumb does nothing but sit there and look pretty)

I halfway think the fading has to do with how I use my keys.
How I push the button in which way for how long.
Or perhaps those keys were made in a slightly different way at the factory.
So they wear away quicker.
Idk.
I just found it interesting.
MENS
hmmm I see now.
Men are at the bottom of this wearing away!!
I blame them ;) haha

But there you go :)
Perhaps I'll be able to use this computer until all the key symbols disappear.
That would be entertaining to use afterwards lol ^^;;;

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Midnight Goal for the Morning

For the past little while I've given myself a goal.
Every night when i go to bed, I tell myself "I'll get up when I wake up the first time. and be productive."
Every morning....I end up remaking this goal.
Because though I wake up...I don't get up. And I end up dozing back off.
More often then not. the Results are that I don't feel that great for the rest of the day.
Because of me not getting up right away.
....often I blame the window. It lets in the same amount of light whether its 8am or 11am.
It makes me feel like I'm in a 'timeless' place even though time is passing.
So last night, once again, I told myself I'd get up when I woke up the first time.
I would.
I totally would.
I wouldn't let myself doze back off.
This morning rolled around
And I gradually surfaced from my dreams.
Aware that it was lighter, behind my closed eyelids.
So I rolled over, cracked open my eyes to look at the clock.
To see what time I'd woken up.
7:00am stared back at me.
I mentally groaned and closed my eyes.
Nature was mocking me.
I had told myself I would get up.
I would.
When I 'woke up' the first time.
But come on...7am....its soo early! lol.
Why couldn't I have woken up at 9am?
.....Probably because I wouldn't have gotten up at 9.
I haven't when I've woken up at 9 the past few days....
So why would I today.
I took a breath. Okay 7am it is then.
That didn't mean I got up right away though.
I spent a good half hour debating with myself about getting up.
Basically, I took it easy.
Starting with blinking. Slowly.
To get my eyes used to being open,
To get them used to the light.
It was...not easy. My eyes wanted to remain shut, while the rest of me was waking up lol.
But I did it!
by 7:33 I was up and out of bed.
Yahoo!
I got up! Woot!

Strike of Victory for Sarnic!
Bellow of Defeat from the Sandman.

X)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

We'd moved into a new house.
It was on a hill, blue/grey in color, dark roof.
The front yard...was mostly big boulders in a terrace fashion.
With small strips of grass...maybe flowers.
It was hard to tell because there was a nice layer of snow on the ground.
Anywho.
We got into a white van.
It seemed like two men in missionary uniform were driving the van.
And we ran across this black kid riding his bike. He was around 8 or 9 years old.
And the two guys were debating about whether or not he was Mormon.
Finally one guy was like "He's wearing a helmet! Only Mormons wear helmets."
By this point we'd freaked the kid out pretty good.
Driving around him in our white van basically herding him around
He finally dashed to his house.
Where a very angry mother came out threatening us.
And we were like "No, we weren't hurting your son, we just wanted to ask him a few questions, see if he could help us."
Somehow...we ended up carrying groceries...

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

No School on Holidays

This morning I had the plan to go to the Institute to see if there was anything that needed to be done.
But I had trouble getting up.
Had trouble getting ready.
I just felt relaxed.
I was willing to just lay on the couch being peaceful
Finally though, I got my act together.
And I took a gander down to the Institute.
Only to see, when I got to school grounds.
...empty parking lots.
The institute lot was just the same.
And I realized....its the day after Pioneer Day.
Monday.
Its a holiday.
So...No school. no summer school. No institute.
Oh.
lol
Since I'm not in school at the moment....that concept had passed me by.
But now I understand why I wasn't in a hurry to get out today to the school.
Some small part of me probably had realized it was a holiday.
At least I had a fun little drive :)
I think i might have been more upset if I had walked all the way down there.
But driving I was fine. :) Because it was quicker, so I didn't feel like I wasted anything.
Interesting.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

I was trying to wear a dress. It was like a pioneer dress, but it had a low neckline.
I was working on tying an apron onto the dress so that it would be modest.
But I had alot of strings and such. Because the pioneer dress had like two layers.
So I ended up tying up the back of my dress,
All those strings into a big bow.
Somehow in the process my dress got much shorter.
Above the knees.

I went to someone and asked them how I looked.

Yah....they didn't think it looked good.

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

Backseat Laughter

I become really self conscious when I sit by myself.
Really aware of the noises around me.
And automatically, I assume that those little noises, are all about me.
The whispers, the laughter.
Coming from behind me, from besides me.
Sometimes in front of me.

I know more often then not, those sounds.
Have nothing to do about me.
Yet there is still that nagging thought...what if they're laughing at me?
My hair?
Me singing?
My clothes?
That I'm sitting about myself.
The list can go on and on.
Self doubts are easily amplified when sitting by yourself.

It can be really stressful, in a place, I'm not totally comfortable in.
Because the people there are always changing, new faces are seen.
And there are very few people I know.

There are walls all over the place.
And its really hard to break through those walls.
Without feeling like I'm 'breaking and entering'

*sighs*

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

Woody swung into the rescue, landing on a shelf by my ear.
He had broken the code to help save me from trouble.
Now I could talk to him all the time.

-S.N.D

Unseen Noises

There are alot of fireworks going off tonight.
I can hear them quite clearly through my window.
Yet when I dash to said window.
I can't see anything
>.<
Its soo frustrating.
I love fireworks.
But apparently my apt has a view...that doesn't let me see those fireworks!!
Gah.
I've heard like a hundred and only seen like 10.
Sooo annoying.
But I'll get over it....Ah ha!! I SAW SOME!! Woot!
Okay we're good now ^^

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching for fireworks and the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream


Me and a bunch of people were in this....otherworldly underground type of world.
Where we were looking for gold strands that were vary rare.
That gave the trees life.
These gold wires were edible and our quest was to find and eat them because they had
some sort of amazing effects on us.
There were a group of people trying to stop us.
But we ended up getting to the last set of 'gold strands'
Touching them and unraveling them so we could eat them.
It was on a cliff edge with a long 'bridge' of rock leading to a tree.
When the gold strands came into our hands they changed
looking like long strands of rounded air head candy.
They came in blues and pinks, purples and greens, and other colors.
The 'conquerers' (my group) were all celebrating their victory by eating the candy.
I started to eat mine.
But then I decided to share...with a creature...a think it was a pig..sheep thing...i don't know.
And the natives thought that was wonderful and suddenly everything was just hunky doory
because I had decided to not be selfish and share some of my goodies.


Everybody was partying and I ended up seeing an old ASL teacher (meaning I had her as a teacher years ago, she's not old by any means) Rachel going through a stash of jewelry, it seemed to mostly be earrings. She was sorting through them. And I crouched down next to her intending to talk
but my mouth was full of the airhead things. And it was acting like gum
And I had a huge wad of it in my mouth.
and no way to really swallow it.
So I started pulling it out of my mouth and setting it nearby the jewelry
because I really wanted to talk to Rachel and make myself understood.
Yet the gum seemed to always be there, blue. Blue gum.
I kept pulling it out trying to have a conversation
and feeling like an idiot the whole time.
Because she kept giving me this 'you are so immature why are you talking to me' look.


and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.


-S.N.D

ByeBye Channels

Well...it was enjoyable while it lasted.
Today, our apartment complex got a new cable provider.
Direct TV
Which means....that all the channels I had grown to love..aren't available anymore. :(

You see...like 9 months back. I don't remember the timing exactly.
Our cable had gone down.
So when we turned on the TV...we just got this nice little circular logo bouncing around the screen.
And I was like "Nooo!!!"
But I figured instead of waiting for it to be fixed.
(Since I tend to be impatient sometimes)
I would try and fix the problem myself.
See the last time that had happened to my TV, I had called the help desk and they had me push some buttons and walla! It worked.
So I started messing around with my remote.
And pushed some 1s and 0s. I don't remember the order, I just knew that the last time I had to press 1s and maybe 0s.
And...it started up! It worked!
Though I noticed...at one point that they were like "Is this your address/" on the screen.
And it wasn't.
But I couldn't exit out because my remote was rather....uncooperative.
So I hit yes.
And it worked!
But suddenly...I had access to all these channels....I hadn't been able to watch before.
So I was like :S Uhoh.
Maybe I just accidentally hacked into someone elses TV package thing.
So I went down to the office to tell them what I had did.
And the woman there was talking to the cable people on the phone.
I told them what I had done, and they asked if it was the same company.
I had no idea. But I was pretty sure it was the same company.
So I said yes.
They told me Not to worry then. That I had more channels then I should wasn't a problem or something.
So for the past little while.
I've had access to the movie channels! Woot!
I've been able to watch movies on TV that I haven't seen in forever, or that are new to the channel.

But now.....my channel freedom has disappeared.
And its rather depressing now to flip through channels.
Only to see....
That many of them I no longer can get.
Dumb Direct TV why do they put a bazillion channels on their service.
But only offer like 250 of them?
Its totally depressing.
And when I get into the mood.
I'll probably go through and create my own 'favorites' list of all the channels that I can get.
Because I don't like having to scroll through channels I can't watch. :)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

Ron and Hermione were getting married.
In the temple.
I followed them up a set of spiral stairs to a fount.
Where Brad moved to the front row and gestured to Allison/Hermione to follow him.
(Brad and Ron as well as Allison and Hermione switched places.)
They had to do baptisms for the dead before they could move on through the next doorway to do all the other things needed before they could get married in the temple.

and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
And I became myself again.

-S.N.D.

Squeaky Clean



I snapped this photo about a month ago while I was on vacation with my family.
Why?
Well...I know that the sign meant that the hiking trail would leave the river bed (wash) and that we should follow the arrow if we wanted to reach our destination.
(Its a new sign on an old trail.)
But I read it differently.
The picture that came to mind was that the sign was showing where the leafs on the trail could go get cleaned up. After all a trail needs to look its best for everyday hikers and the leafs on all the plants should all look their best for those hikers.
So this sign leads to an area where all the trail leaves can wash themselves from the dirt and grime and insects in order to put on a nice green show.

Hopefully they didn't have to wash in this water.



Or perhaps because many many leaves washed in clean water the water now looks so dirty.

That would make more sense. 

See how dirty the water can get? Imagine all the leaves that came through here ;)

But in the end the results were fantabular ^^

And we saw many squeaky clean 'leaves' and flowers along the trail. 

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching those nicely washed leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream
What is about to follow are a lot of pieces of dreams that somehow made sense as I was dreaming them.


I was in this circular room with arch like windows and there was an egg in the center.
A dragon egg.


My grandparents had come over to visit us for Christmas. I came up the stairs and there they were.
I knew I'd already given them a Christmas present, but since they had made the effort to come over for Christmas I went into my sisters room and got out a pottery oil lamp I had made. Where I'd merged too pieces together in clay and it looked rather cool, the part holding the oil looked somewhat like a gravy dish or an ancient oil lamp without a top. with a bigger....scent cone looking top above it to funnel the light.
All made out of fired clay.
I wrapped it up in tissue paper and gave it to my grandma.
She knew what it was immediately and seemed to like the gift.


I had to go shopping to get stuff. So I went to the local Smiths/DI store
And I saw Easter stuff for sell. And i wanted to check out the stuffed animals.
But there didn't seem to be much of a selection left
and I ended up wandering around other parts (non food parts) of the store
I came across this miniature piano thing that looked alot like the mini piano Barry found in Storage Wars
But it wasn't in as good of condition.
the top keys and bottom keys -that had a paper/canvas fan type quality were broken off.
So I placed the keys back in their slots. and wondered if I could play.
And my grandma was suddenly there along with another old woman...she was grey haired and reminded me of that betty person on TV, my grandma turner, and other old ladies.... and they were willing to to play a duet.
Where the old woman would play the bottom half of the piano, my grandma the top.
But suddenly it was only the old woman playing the duet...the Harry Potter theme I think....and she was amazing at it.
But I said something and this other woman (idk if it was my grandma again or some other older lady) suddenly joined in with the betty woman and were playing.
Then i was back at my house
I came up the stairs to see most of my dads side of the family there.
And in my absence our Christmas tree...had gotten a hair cut.
It was in the corner by the front room window and the cabinetry case filled with mugs from Germany and such.
And my tree...well someone had mentioned earlier cutting off a few of the bottom branches to make it easier  water the tree.
But the tree had ended up being shorn about three feet up before the branches started again.
I thought it looked rather odd.


Then at the door there was an old man, i think he might have delivered pizza, but with his entrance things began to heat up.
For he claimed to be B----- (idr the name it began with a b) and that he was here to take such and such a thing.
I think he was after the dragon/egg.
And there was a whole conversation
I think involving the dragon...who could speak.
Where he was complaining that his young older brother was trying to still his thunder again.
It didn't make alot of sense. How could he have an older brother who was younger then him?
I think the dragons parents got divorced and they ended up remarrying other dragons and an older brother resulted from that because the parents first marriages somebody was born first in that family meaning they were older, even if they were younger.
Yah...it didn't make sense....
It was like 'some dragons age differently'


Anywho back to the tension. Grandpas brother claimed to be after something and he wanted it.
Or...he was trying to set things right by lying and saying my grandpa was the spy trying to destroy our family.
but my grandpa (old and dodgery) denied it saying "My name is Gerald, not B------, Gerald"
We were all looking at each other confused.
When it came out that my Dad was the spy.
It was....not a happy revelation.
Because our Dad was a German spy pretending to love us for the job, not because he did.
It broke my heart and I went over to my moms side and held her hand crouching down next to the coffee table by the Christmas presents.
How could he betray our family that way? worm his way into our lives and then just tear us apart like that?
But it kinda came out that my dad was...bipolar. He had two personalities.
He had his regular self and the grizzly Germany self.
The regular self had his hair dyed black.
The German self had let the hair turn grey.
So we could tell when he was warring with himself when he'd let himself go grey, suddenly dye his hair black again and then let himself go grey again.


my brother and sister.....or it might have been a cousin couple ended up running from the house and getting into our trailblazer.
This enraged my dad who went after them.
I knew his intention was to hurt them.
And that I had to do something to stop them.
So I ran outside and outstretched my hand.

basically forced my dad away from the car.

With a force field that couldn't be seen, but I knew it was there.

(at this point I was kinda 'out of body' There was a tall boy with curly hair, really curly hair that was brown young, and determined standing there)

My dad tried to get at the people, to get at everything, but he couldn't every time I outstretched my hand.

I ended up chasing him away down our street.

His plan and mission ruined.

I stopped at our mail box and opened it.

And inside were two snakes, and a new addition, a baby snake.

(I think the snakes were part of the reason my dad went crazy trying to attack the humans)

I brought them back into the house

and went into my sisters room where I tried to snuggle up with all the pets, snakes, cats, and dogs.

Without much success

Feeling really alone and unwanted knowing that our dad had betrayed us.

And then the holy tones of daylight pulled me away....

and I became myself again.

-S.N.D



Mind Reading

Some days I think I need to be more proactive in asking questions.
Asking for specifics.
Asking what I need to do/bring/prepare for.
Because otherwise...I come to things feeling confident.
And I find out that I'm completely clueless.

That's a stress spike for sure.

A week or so ago.
My teacher advisor for my committee contacted me wishing to meet with us before he disappeared for a while for vacation and such.
We ended up scheduling it for today because I was on vacation when he contacted me.
Well....the scheduled time came...and left....and I ended up calling him to see what had happened.
After all, alot of my committee, my cochair, and one of the presidents had come to this meeting.
And...I had no idea what we were meeting about.
All I knew was that the teacher advisor wanted to meet and talk about something.
So...I got him on the phone and he was ten minutes out.
And he wanted me to do the meeting for a bit and listed off like 10 things I needed to talk about.
But I had a hard time focusing on him because I was distracted by the committee talking and yah.

I felt like such a dolt.
Not coming prepared.
Not thinking.
Not doing alot of things.

So I tried to start the meeting.....
and the President interrupts asking if we can have an opening prayer.
(Okay...so it was a meeting dealing with Institute)
I was like 'sure!' (why didn't I think of that....)
....Okay so I did know to pray....but I tend to be a bit....more easy going, less formal for things compared to other committees when it comes to being 'formal' like having opening and closing prayers.
So I asked who wanted to pray. I wasn't going to voluntell someone to.
Someone does. And he stands up to give the prayer.
When the president suggests.
Why not go someplace quieter?

We had met in the 'commons area' of the institute because it was an easy place to find.

Yah basically for the first part of the meeting until the teacher advisor showed up.
I felt like I was treading a rushing river.
Still at the end of the two hours.
I felt pretty good. We'd bounced ideas back and forth. Trying to figure out how to get the 'less active and nonmembers' to come to institute, without feeling intimidated.

But still.
I felt there in the beginning pretty incompetent.
I realize I should have asked for more details about what the teacher advisor wanted to talk about.
Then figured out ideas to help out, and to make the meeting be a little smoother when he ended up being late.
However, I'm still transitioning from being the 'help' to being 'in charge'
At least its still summer when things aren't that bad if I mess up a little.
I'll need to be more on the ball.

And ask and demand answers.
So I don't feel like i was expected to mind read the intentions of others.
Because mind reading....is rather difficult.
Especially over the phone ;) lol

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Due to a stress induced headache....my dream has fled from my mind. :( Sorry.