Weirdest celebrity dream lately? Just this morning...I dreamt that Maria Lark (the middle daughter on Medium) was jumping all over my bed while I tried to sleep. Odd.
Weirder, and chokingly maddening, still? OJ about to make an obscene (and I use that word purposely) amount of money for not!confessing on TV and in a new book. I'm so disgusted, I can't even link to the nypost story. I honestly could not believe it when I walked past the paper box on the way to the office this morning. I shouldn't be surprised, I suppose. But lord, I am sickened.
OK, this is weird. It's raining in my front yard but not my back yard.
Have another interview tomorrow. Yikes! I kind of figured this one was dead, but now I'm getting thrown to the higher-ups, which seems like it must be a good sign.
With my boss leaving, this all becomes so much more fraught, though. But we shall see.
Is it raining on your roof? Or only on half of it?
Deer Protest Lack of Salt Licks. 5 Engineers Held Hostage at Antlerpoint. Campus is Closed.
It's raining in my front yard but not my back yard.
Is it raining frogs? Or blood?
How mature was it?
Well, it lacked blueberries, but instead had black currants (I think). So I'm guessing more mature than usual.
Now the sun is out and all the rain has stopped.
No toads. No blood or fire.
Yet.
Cute puppy wearing old-fashioned swimsuit: [link]
