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Well, I'm happy to report that my efforts to lower the gas bill is finally reaping some rewards. My latest gas bill just came in at around $67, which is comparable to the days when I was sleeping in the closet. Except now, I don't have to. So, it's kind of like progress or something.... Yay.

is tomorrow morning between 6am to 2pm. Now, the only way I'm going cash in on this is if I wake up early at 6am, before I get to work. However, it seems like a lot of commitment to get up that early, even if it is (mostly) free food. For example, it means I really have to wake up around 5:30am, and then drive out of my way to get there and then back to work.

I don't know.... Still thinking about it.

How about you guys? Got a Denny's around you? Thinking about trying this out?

Stock market talk.

Sorry, don't know how to spin this one into a soap opera. Feels more like a street mugging to me.

Toyota still make good cars. No question about it. However, this pedal issue is getting spun out of control. *rimshot*

Yes, it's a serious safety hazard. However, the problem is temporary and fixable. They need to fix it, and they're already on it. But until then, the stock took a solid hit right in the gut, especially after comments from the US Transportation Secretary. Pow!

You know what that means? Pullback is buy!

If I was a bit more attentive, I should've bought today, but if it's still floundering by tomorrow, I'm going to clear some cash and get me a piece of this.

I don't know why I'm mentioning this, but I just had one of the best dreams for as long as I can remember.

It was a bright, sunny day, and there were lots of trees and flowers around. I found a large cave complex that was completely suitable to house my entire family. It even had a small waterfall nearby. The whole experience was very calming. I think I was actually... happy!

Of course, then I woke up. I woke up around 4am I think. I wasn't at all upset. Rather, the first thing my conscious thought turned to was, "Ok, but now we need to figure out a way to weather proof the area, figure out a water and rain collection system, as well as a food scouting details, and a fire pit for warmth and cooking. Oh, and we also need to worry about predators such as wolves, bears, and most importantly, the Park Rangers."

Then I thought, "What am I doing? It's just a dream. But... I wonder why I had that dream, and why is it so calming to me?" Shifting in bed, I thought some more, "Hmm. Although I am very, very grateful to be able to live where I am, psychologically, I feel very displaced because I know this isn't my home. Maybe that's why I'm having this dream. A dream about finally finding a place of my own. A place that I can one day stretch out my legs and finally relax."

Wide awake now, I thought to myself, "Of course, all this will require money. Money to afford my own home." Which goes all the way back to why I am so money-driven to begin with. Not so much because I am greedy for money, but just, among other things, I yearn for a place I can finally call home.