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I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping this week. Between a host of unrelaxing dreams, difficulties falling asleep, and difficulties staying asleep, I feel utterly exhausted during the daytime.  Yesterday, I had so many odd dreams. In one of them, Skylar was a fluffy black cat like Sammie and I asked Brian at what age do children turn from cats into children, and he and Michelle made fun of me for thinking children were cats, even though she clearly was. He passed her over to me to hold at one point, but Skylar squirmed out of my grip right away, and I was confused how I was supposed to hold cat - children.  I had a more concerning dream about Roto. In the dream, Trevor from KSC work, the gal that freelanced with us once at Roto who used to work there, and I had been hired on as freelancers to write had pitch two ideas for some kind of show.  In the dream, the timeline aligned with this past weekend when I have been asked to guest lecture at UCF for their show writing...

The check isn't in yet, but I used the extra income from my Timbo earnings to pay off the rest of my Dr. Seuss loan. It was just shy of $1,200. I had to pay that loan off first because the contract delaying the interest wears off on January 15th. Any more money I make from Timbo is going to go towards my car loan, which is currently at $6,600. I'd feel really good if I can get it down to $3,000, but I'll take $4,000. If I can get it down to $3,000, then I would feel comfortable dipping into my savings to finish off the rest.  On top of that, I was able to purchase a new pole with the money from Killer Carnival and Amanda, which was $400. So the extra income has helped me quite a bit. I also want to get a pass to SeaWorld, but that's going to have to come from my bank account, which is why I'm waiting for a good deal.  Hopefully, some additional freelance jobs help me pay off the rest of my car loan, too, and pad my savings. My goal is to get up to $80,000 at April. ...

It's the end of the year and I'm running on fumes. I haven't gotten sufficient sleep in 2 weeks (the opportunities I had were ruined by Kerri's dumb untrained dog, who, thankfully, is gone tonight), and work's been so busy, I haven't been able to take breaks like I'm used to. I haven't seen the NASA gym since last week Tuesday, and it had been a while before that, too. To add to my plate, Stephen Strosin suddenly reached out again on Monday and asked if we could catch up for 30 minutes to go over the Animation Test script I wrote, as well as the edits to the first episode. Since it was only for 30 minutes, I assumed that meant he had seen everything and it was fine; but that was definitely not the case.  I apparently missed every mark on the Animation Test, and he was incredibly disappointed. I wrote it like an animation test should be, but he wanted a trailer that included a lot of dialogue, singing, interaction, etc. He was already on the fence if tryi...

I went to my first pole class last Tuesday for the second time since I moved to Florida. So that's twice in 2 years.  Online, it said it was a control class meant to slow down moves and make them look pretty, suited for levels two and up. By their definition, level two just meant that you could invert; so I figured I would be more than fine, even if I had some reconditioning to do. The instructor (his name was Icarus) introduced himself right away and informed me that the class was misrepresented online, and it was more of a level 3/4 class, advanced. He said we'd be starting with Ayeshas, and I panicked. I told him I COULD do Ayesha... YEARS ago, but I had no idea if I could still do them NOW. And I didn't know that I felt comfortable going straight into them at my first class back at pole in 2 years. It seemed incredibly dangerous and irresponsible. He asked me if I could at least do an extended butterfly and brass monkey, and I said I'm certain I could do those. Whet...

There's a hawk in the Cypress Grove Park that's been popping back and forth for the last hour. Sometimes he's on the post be the bridge, sometimes he's on the ground, poking for bugs or lizards. Then he'll pop over to the post in front of me for a little bit, then hang in the tree for a while. He's a fascinating little guy. Clearly, I'm not the only one who thinks so because some millennials just came over and spooked him with their camera and imposing presence.

It was a slow start to a Monday, a slow start to the week. Productive, but chugga chugga... I don't feel like I did anything.  Except maybe cook. Last night I used up the rest of the pureed pumpkin I had and made a ground Italian sausage vodka sauce with browned sage and gnocchi. It was really tasty and filled me up for literally the entire day. It's the only thing I ate, save for some strawberries, grapes, and cantaloupe (half of which I cup up last night and the other half I cut up tonight) during lunch, solely because I was craving sweets, and some cheese and crackers right before lyra class because I felt like I should put something more in my body. The pumpkin vodka dish was probably 1,000+ calories just on it's own, so I should probably watch it tomorrow, but it's got a really strong balance of 1/3 protein (Italian sausage), 1/3 fiber (pumpkin), and 1/3 carbs (gnocchi). That's probably why I'm still so full, and it's after midnight.  After lyra class, ...