My sleeping periods lately have been incredible.
Each one feels like it's many hours long, and in mot cases is actually restful. In the past few weeks I felt like most naps made me more tired if anything, so this is a nice change.
Also, every single time I sleep now, I have a vivid memorable dream that seems to take place over a long period of time. In most cases I wake up after the dream and before the alarm. Here's my latest dream:
I signed up for a new gym. This one was weird - it was all shiny black and metal, and basically you go and get your own small cubicle to work out in. The first cubeicle I went into didn't have much equipment. Different cubes have different equipment. The next one was a bit better, but I was getting tired of carrying my stuff around. I had my laptop, mp3 player, and TI-89 calculator. Someone in the gym commented on my calculator.
All of a sudden, there was a small fire in the common area of the gym. I had a tough time making it out because I had to carry all of my stuff, which kept falling out of my hands.
I made it back home and noticed there was a fire there too... my stuff was slowly getting burnt up and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I met with some friends at this fish store (there was acutally a whole fish thread woven into the story, but it's too long to write here) that was owned by a friend of a friend.
When I made it back to my house, there was another fire there. It was small but persistent and kept burning my stuff.
I talked to my friends the next day and it turns out that all but one of them had a fire in their house as well. We decide that it wasn't coincidence and go back to the fish store. The owner is shady and sells guns in the back. I wanted to buy AK-47s, someone else really wanted M16s. I woke up during the argument.
My friend Jonah decided that he was going to break off his long standing relationship with the more common bills and use two dollar bills as the primary fodder in his wallet. I thought it was ingenious. Here's why:
I never like copying people's quirks, but this one is too good. I told him that I wanted to copy it, but whenever anyone remarked how cool it was, I would give him credit. He agreed.
I went to the bank yesterday and as I was leaving, I remembered that I wanted to get some deuces (oh, did I mention how cool all the nicknames are for them?). They had just gotten a shipment in, so I got my hands on a freshly minted stack of 100 sequentially numbered two dollar bills. Thanks for the idea, Jonah!
Part of my 2013 goals is to achieve the best physical fitness level of my life. After moving from San Francisco to Córdoba and getting settled into my life here, nearly a month had passed since I'd been in the gym. I was getting restless and needed to find un gimnasio.
I did a quick internet search and went about trying to locate a gym that would suit my needs. While touring the gyms in Córdoba I quickly found out where all the US gym equipment from the 1980's went.
The majority of the machines where old and rusty. Some where so old I couldn't decipher how to use them or even which muscles it was supposed to work. And I'm no spring chicken in the gym. Lending to my theory that the gym equipment here is from the US is that all the weights are still in pounds instead of kilograms.
After a couple days of searching I finally found a good gym within walking distance of my apartment that was decently priced and contained all of the equipment I need for a proper workout.