Buffet Bonanza

A peaceful nights rest. Ahhhh. So basically, if this material starts to get boring, I'll just take the meds late at night. I took them around 7 and was in in bed by 11. Asleep by 11:02. I remember waking myself up snoring which was interesting. Must be so sexy for my wife!

The quitting is going well. Chantix really does it. If I have a craving, I try to ignore it and three hours later I remember that I wanted a ciggy. This weekend at the shore should really be my proving grounds.

Many of my dreams revolved around food and I woke up starving which might explain the hot dog with relish and mustard I devoured around 815 this morning. Here are two I recall:

July 1 -

I was at a buffet at a resort somewhere. I was dining alone and surrounded by Asian businessmen. I was absolutely starving. You could only make one trip to the buffet and all they had were little tiny plates. I piled so much stuff on my plate it must have been four feet high. The Asian businessmen were marveling at my balancing ability and clapping for me... I started to put on a show for them and moments later toppled my only chance at dinner onto the ground. They all laughed and I walked away hungry.

July 1 -

Again at a resort, I was fishing this time. Trolling in some strange lake with a local. My first catch was some sort of crocodile. It was small, maybe 3 feet long. I wasn't touching it. The local guy had me bring it on the boat so he could get the hook out and release it. As he pulled the hook out, the croc latched right onto his face and really screwed him up. I was trying to pull it off his face and I remember him screaming not to pull. Instead he told me to tickle it, which I did and it promptly released and scurried off into the water. Dude was missing his nose but he seemed fine, so I didn't tell him. Later in this same dream I was at the resort and had become friendly with a couple on their honeymoon. They had come across some weed and were trying to get me to partake. I finally did and just as it set in that I was very messed up, a category 4 hurricane hit the island and we all had to scramble. As usual, I could not find a safe place to hide.

It wasn’t particularly scary, just strange.