The pleasure of my potted plants.

Since I've potted my plants, it's been a pleasure to watch how they change and grow.

For example, they're the type that have long slinky stems and move towards the sun, though they like indirect sunlight, and it's interesting to see how over just a few days the broad leaves have come to position themselves pretty vertically, to maximize their surface area exposed towards the sun.

Plant pots for my new houseplants.

The other weekend I finally got a couple plant pots at the local Home Depot, for the clippings that my one (half British) (half Sudanese) friend (the brother of the brother-sister pair) grew for me.

The pots are coral and diagonally cross-hatched textured, and they look really nice as accents with my black Ikea decor.

Going to go pot the clippings, though, I realized that I actually have 3, not 2, and so I didn't have enough pots.

So, I put 1 clipping in 1 and 2 in the other, and now I'm thinking of going to the Dollar Store to get another pot, since I heard they have some there.

But, I might wait to see if the clippings take root and live, before I go do that.

Recent dreams (2 of 2): Workhours at the library.

That same night I also dreamt -

I'm on some online system for my one job at the library, and I'm using it to check into how many workhours I have in for the week since I'm wondering if I should work another shift that day, and then there's a box on the screen with the number "12.5" inside it, so I look at that and I know that I've worked 12.5 hours already for the week, and so I decide not to work any more.

. . .

Recent dreams (1 of 2): Produce.

The other week I dreamt -

I'm at the produce looking at tomatoes, and they're all unripe but also with black spots here and there from like a fungus, though the price is high, like $1.39 a pound.

. . .

Conversation with my landlord, when he comes to fix a drain problem:

First off, I find that he does extra-ing, and had a speaking role in the one movie I was onscreen in years ago with a major film actor.

Second off, he says I should keep the toilet more clean, and the stovetop too.

A day waking up with a start:

The other week, I woke up with a start and looked at my clock and saw that it was 10am, and then I began freaking out since I was set to take over lecture that day from the prof who I work with and the first class was already at 10:30am.

Then, I realized that it was only Wednesday, and so it was my day to work at home, and the class that I had to sub in for was actually the *next* day.

So, I tried to go back to sleep.

Familiar faces in other places.

The other week when I was doing my laundry at the local laundromat, I ran into the one (younger) (Latina) checkout person I know from the local supermarket I go to, the one who was superhyped for the city's recent (Latino) candidate for mayor and who had even slipped a sign for him into her store's front window without her manager's permission.

She said her cat had peed on her bed, so since she had to go do the laundry anyways, she came and was doing some other laundry, too, though in a separate washer.

She said her cat was 22 years old, and so he was getting old and probably couldn't control going to the bathroom as much as he used to anymore, and he also vomited just two days ago, which he also never does.

Then, she was like, "Do you like pets?".

Later, after I had run out to a nearby gas station to get a snack, I shared some cheesy popcorn with her.