Smoke rings and little things
There has been much stress and cookie dough this week. I think I could be happy with out either one for a while.
Thursday, on the bus to school with Ashley we were kinda chatting, and she asked if I had any crazy dreams the night. I said no, but then later on I remembered that I had had a very bizarre dream. It involved a large quantity of napkins from Victoria's Secret, each one with a different pattern, mostly pinkish things with art deco flowers. They had been specially ordered, ironed into perfect triangles and scented with rose water. My mother and I had gone to pick them up for a large dinner party, (rather like the long table in those cell phone commercials where they tell you your family just got bigger and there is a long table stretching between thousands of houses) but I used one to blow my nose.
And Last night....
The great ice cream and waffle massacre of 2005 with Ashley. Both of which were the tastiest disasters.
Because I am an attention whore: do this meme....Please?
Scan my interest list and pick out the one that seems the most odd to you - either because you don't know what it is or because you don't know why I would be interested in such a thing. And I'll try to explain myself...
When you post this in your own journal, include the interest you selected for the person in whose journal you found this.
Thursday, on the bus to school with Ashley we were kinda chatting, and she asked if I had any crazy dreams the night. I said no, but then later on I remembered that I had had a very bizarre dream. It involved a large quantity of napkins from Victoria's Secret, each one with a different pattern, mostly pinkish things with art deco flowers. They had been specially ordered, ironed into perfect triangles and scented with rose water. My mother and I had gone to pick them up for a large dinner party, (rather like the long table in those cell phone commercials where they tell you your family just got bigger and there is a long table stretching between thousands of houses) but I used one to blow my nose.
And Last night....
The great ice cream and waffle massacre of 2005 with Ashley. Both of which were the tastiest disasters.
Because I am an attention whore: do this meme....Please?
Scan my interest list and pick out the one that seems the most odd to you - either because you don't know what it is or because you don't know why I would be interested in such a thing. And I'll try to explain myself...
When you post this in your own journal, include the interest you selected for the person in whose journal you found this.