I once kissed a guy that was like kissing a knothole. Fay must havce done ok if there is a second date. I have spoken, thus it is true.
I loved the pictures of emily - and the last one was my favorite too.
Glad today is a better day Erin.
and I glareing at Connie's landlords.
and happy for Andi and Dan
and saying yay for vw - she gets to spend time with the kids. tireing and crazy maybe, but the time will pass quickly.
after doctors appointment yesterday( nomilnaly it was a pap - however, cholesteral, diabetes, high blood pressure, and asthma ( back on advair - which is good) were all discussed) , today I go to the dentist. whee
I forgot ...
my best to arther's people I hope he has found my Bert boy and they are playing...
I had a dream last night about the friend who died last week. Actually, the dream seemed to be more about me as Ashton Kutcher (very confusing), but there was an interlude at a party where I (as me) ran into this friend, and we talked about what had happened and how she'd almost died but not quite, and meanwhile I was still getting emails about her memorial service. It's not so strange that I dreamed about her, but very strange that the content of the dream was so close to waking life -- which is to say, what we talked about was what I know did happen, and the emails were exactly the emails I got. I'd like to think it means something, although I suppose it probably just means that it's finally sunk in.
I dream a lot about a friend who died ten years ago. Which is... weird.
We had some issues that never got resolved - we had a falling out for a few years, and then later I didn't want to bring up the issues while he was dying.
I forgot ... my best to arther's people I hope he has found my Bert boy and they are playing...
Aw, now that's a nice thought.
Aims! Tell 'em about your dream!
Hee.
I dreamt that P-C and I were living together and I cheated on him and left him for John Cusack. Later, when I went back to get stuff, he called me a "First Class Whore" and then we were friends.
I keep dreaming that I'm getting married again. To DH. Because there was something wrong with the first wedding and we have to do it again, for some reason.
