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I'm  having good humor watching two housemates argue over what's wrong with the 2 DVD players they got out of a nearby junk sale (Sign marked free stuff, piles of electronic equipment). Neither work after taking them apart, and after an hour it's time to give in. Major bummage.
Me, nah...I have a laptop and a few good books to read before I start longing for movies. They argue constantly, it's a lot of nonsense but good humor never less. in 3 months or less I'll be in my own apartment with primo privacy.

I'm still having the flipping nightmares...Last night I once again dreamed I was on fire. It's either that one or the reliving of the parent suicide...both wake me up screaming. The housemates say I talk in my sleep-"No, get away", "Run", "Why did you do this". Seems to me the first one was while I was dreaming/reliving the vessel fire, the other is about the parent. Good thing I'm in a room to myself, I'd probably flip out anyone sleeping next to me. At least the people I'm living with know the score and understand my weirdness at times.

Their son just arrived, he's got a toothache. Now it's cranky parents and a kid with a swollen face. The jovial one room mate is out getting ripped, but he'll be back. Looks like a fun night ahead but you know what? I plan on escaping into a book...in my own room...life is good, albeit a bit strange at times.

Later