Today was more disgusting than should be allowed. As luck would have it, my day involved 4 subway trips, an hour long wait outside, and severl more blocks of walking than I should have done. I am way more tired than I realized (I just figured this out when I laid down for a second). So me for bed.
I just had to bop in here to tell ita that in my dream last night, she was directing a play she had written in some play competition and Bob Marley (except he didn't look like the real Bob Marley, he looked more like CSI guy I can't remember his name - Dourden?) was one of the judges. During intermission I got up on stage and sang some jazzy bluesy thing which seemed to only have the words Yeah and OOOHHH in it and yet somehow that made a song. Oh, but te best part was, the night of the play, you insisted on wearing this long grey and black wig that was braided into 4 or 5 big braids, like little house on the prairie braids. I'm gonna go ahead and say, it wasn't the best look for you.