Word of the Day: alley-oop I just had a frakking weird dream concerning Battlestar Galactica. So skip the next few paragraphs if you don't care about B*G, or don't want to be spoiled if you aren't up to date, or if my dreams are too stupid to understand. This all happened after the fleet found Earth because people seemed settled enough along with us Earthikins [I imagine that I was one of the Earthikins, because space travel life would not suit me at all]. I remember everyone having to evacuate into emergency shelters because the Cylons were coming and doing strange things to the weather. The group that I was with gathered into a converted ship that was supplied as a shelter which was located in a valley next to an overflowing and fast moving river. The landscape I can remember so well, so I'm sure it's someplace I've been before, I just can't place it. In the actual dream, the first thing I remember seeing is the river tumbling down the bed towards us as the doors were closing and being completely terrified of the Cylons from all of the stories that I had heard from my significant other/boyfriend, Galen Tyrol. That's right, I was with the Chief, one of the final five Cylons himself, which I didn't think about until after I woke up. Any road, we all got settled and started living our cramped lives, waiting for a report from the outside. When I didn't want to hang out with Galen, I wandered around the shelter. The only other person I knew was Laura Roslin, who was a teacher now instead of the President. She had her own room because of her former status, and I thought it was strange that she brought with her a writing desk and a chair along with her clothes and things. I told her that I never thought someone would have that sort of presence of mind while under attack by the Cylons, but she responded that she was used to it. Eventually, after a long time of hanging out with Galen and playing cards with others, we got a report that it was safe to open the door of the shelter during the daytime, but that it was unwise to leave quite yet. So the door was opened and it was like the most beautiful dawn I've ever seen. Everything outside was wet and new, green and vibrant. The river was only a small stream after the flood, and the sky was such a beautiful blue. Galen told me that I shouldn't go outside becuase it was still dangerous. Most of us listened to him and stayed inside, but a few people went outside and explored around the valley. A while later, for some reason, I was outside retrieving water from the stream. Suddenly, I saw a person walking up on the ridge. I watched the person walking along, and suddenly there was a huge machine, something in between an Evangelion model and an Infernal from World of Warcraft--a giant, humanoid robot. The Cylon confronted the person, who dug frantically into his bag and eventually pulled out a packet or a small book and showed it to the Cylon. I hid myself from sight and tried to keep an eye on the Cylon as it searched the valley for anyone else. It soon moved on, and I ran back to the shelter to tell Galen what had happened. A few of the people had been listening to a radio station supposedly run by humans which gave information, and they knew about the giant Cylon. Aparently, this was a scout for the Cylons who interrogated and searched humans it found for identifying papers, a collection from the Cylons recieved by humans under their control. If a person was found without the papers, they would be immediately transported to the nearest Cylon-occupied city and reeducated. Galen reccomended once more that no one go outside, but by then, most of the people were used to the sunlight and didn't see the Cylons as much of a threat. If all they did was give you papers, what was to be afraid of? Soon, the radio station moved away from talk and more to playing oldies, which Galen and I thought was strange. He thought the Cylons might have made the switch to lull the listening humans into feeling comfortable. One morning when the door was opened, there was something akin to a fast food restaurant attached to the shelter in the doorway. People went out and bought chicken wraps and hamburgers, and Galen gave up trying to protect them all. He had figured out that the Cylons were still patrolling the skies, and it was probably them that sent the original message to open the door of the shelter. When they saw the people outside, they sent the scout to pick us off one by one. After that didn't work, they tried an alternative method and lured us out with food. The last thing I remember is huddling next to Galen, afraid of what the Cylons would do to my friends. *********************** Wow. I didn't expect that to take that much space to type out. It was just such a strange dream, it made me feel so much, that I wanted to document it. But it was so strange being in love with Galen Tyrol in my dream, and then waking up next to JD, who I really love with all my heart. So I went to the clinic to take a pregnancy test so that I could see them for prenatal care. I had taken two tests at home, and I was absolutely sure I was pregnant, but they had to have proof from either a test with them or with the health center. I went Tuesday and gave them some pee, and they told me I was pregnant. I said, 'I know,' and made the first appointment for next Tuesday. I've known I was pregnant from the very beginning, so it's not like it was a surprise or anything, and I'm used to it by now. I just want to get everything in motion, the appointments, the vitamins, and everything. I'll definitely feel more comfortable if I know that I'm healthy, and if I'm not, then what I can do to be so. I've been feeling more and more tired and exhausted. I only work for a few hours a day, but it's getting harder for me to make it through my five hour shifts. I just want to lay in the dark and sleep, although now I'm not sure I even want to do that after that weird dream I had this morning. I guess because I'm aware that I'm pregnant, I'm also more aware of what's going on with me. Like having to pee a river once every half hour. I did not miss that at all. Also, my breasts are so tender. Patrick elbows me and it hurts like hell, although the tenderness does make some things so much more pleasant. I crave Chinese food, so I decided that for my birthday, we're going somewhere with lots and lots of Chinese food. Lots and lots. But I have to find somewhere because there aren't many Chinese places here in Victoria. I think that's enough for now. I'm getting distracted by Patrick's TV shows, and I want to lay down and rest for a bit.