Night Terrors and Other News

I know why I am so tired all the time. I get a reminder once in a while. It's because of nightmares and night terrors. I had another one this morning (Thursday morning). I can't get any real rest, even when I'm sleeping. No wonder I'm a useless sack of shit. I fell asleep around 7 am and the shit started shortly after 8:00. I dreamed that I was in my bed and happened to sit up just in time to see a snake come slithering in to my bedroom and head straight for the bed. The snake was the color of Caucasian human flesh (yes, I'm sure it represented a penis). More strangely, it had lots of very short legs with tiny suction-cup feet on the ends (a penis attached to legs = it's no snake, it represents a man-person). In my dream, I had my laptop in bed with me and I was reading an email from Kahless warning me about the snake just as I was ready to email her and ask her what I should do about it. This was weird, because the snake was moving too fast for me to email someone for help! The snake came for me and I started screaming for my husband. Of course, I could not really scream real words because of the sleep paralysis of REM sleep. The snake was in my bed and I was sure it was poisonous. It had disappeared behind me and I knew it was going to bite me on the head. I kept screaming for my husband. This is the weird part - I halfway snatched myself out of REM sleep because of the terror. I could think consciously, but I was still paralyzed. I knew I was 'sleeping', but I thought the snake was real and was in bed with me. I thought that if I could try really hard to get my husband's attention, that he would hear and come into the bedroom to help me. I kept screaming, "Help me! Help me!" I could 'hear' (not real) my husband trying to open the bedroom door, but he couldn't get in because I had locked it (not real). Finally, I realized he was not going to be able to open the door (he wasn't home, but I didn't 'get' that). I knew I had to wake myself before the snake bit me. I knew it was behind me, above the pillows, and wanted to bite my head and send poison to my brain to kill or maim me. I was finally able to get up and open the door so my husband (still not home) could help me. I was confused when he was not on the other side of the door. I looked at the clock. 8:20. That is when I knew he was not home and had taken the children to school. I knew I had not really heard him trying to open the bedroom door. I did NOT yet realize that there was no penis-snake in my bed. I stumbled out into the living room and closed the bedroom door behind me. I flopped my tired ass down on the couch and snoozed a little, but I was afraid to really fall asleep and I was waiting for my husband. I was also thinking I should tell Kahless to email my husband if any snakes got me. Then it started to slowly dawn on me that the snake was part of the dream and that I had been having a night terror - was actually STILL somewhat in the grip of its foggy aftermath. I got up and went back to bed. This is the third such incident I am aware of having had in just a two week time period. I'm tired.

In other news, there could be another dip in some of the financials between now and next Tuesday when reports about the credit swaps come to light. Those are not going to be happy reports. The blow could be offset by certain companies announcing proposals being drawn up and sent to the Fed offering to sell them some of the mortgage backed securities. We'll see. I'm armed with cash and ready. Ones to watch: Ambac (ABK), JP Morgan Chase (JPM), American International Group (AIG), Goldman Sachs (GS), Morgan Stanley (MS).

My computer problems seemed to have resolved themselves. I got rid of FireFox and took back Internet Explorer. My computer stopped seizing up a few days later. FireFox wasn't causing it, it did it with IE first. I was very unhappy with FireFox, though, because it wasn't very compatible with my sucky operating system (Vista). I could not download add-ons and the whole damn thing was just frustrating. Is my computer well now because I started shutting it down when I'm not using it? Maybe. I don't know. I'm just glad it's not fouling up all the time now. Anyway, I have Favorite Places again, and now it's all nice and smartly organized. I wonder if I could do the same to my kitchen. I suppose I could if I could get some real sleep. I won't hold my breath.