The lightbulb in my bathroom for the longest time has been a red lightbulb. While cleaning the bathroom, I put in a white lightbulb to ensure I was getting everything clean. Man, that fucker throws off a shitload of heat. When I'd be at the sink I could feel the warmth on my arms. The heat made me wonder how inefficient incandescent light sources can be because of all that heat.
I have a fluorescent bulb in the living room but it takes a second to light up and it's actually a bit bigger than a normal lightbulb. This means I can't pop it into the jelly jar fixture over the back door.
By the way, raddidge decided not to come down to see me.
Paraprofessionals and bus drivers for school districts kept showing up in the dream. Not physically but their applications kept coming over and I kept having the pleasure of processing them. I do know that bus drivers, overall, aren't full time. At the very most they do 50 hours a pay cycle presuming full time being eighty hours. Paraprofessionals, whatever the fuck they may be (ghost teachers?), are just substitute teachers. Yet I hear in waking life that they assist in class and other things but when I request a paystub to ensure they are full time they'll hang up on me. The only people who hang up on me are the ones who feel entitled to apply for a loan without faxing any documentation or the ones who are lying through their teeth.
So it's pretty lame. I dreamt about processing applications for people who really aren't eligible in the first place.
