Jul 23, 2009 18:45
I'd rather wake up in a cold seat. I had a dream last night. In it I was traveling with my wife. We had big plans for the evening. So we went back to our hotel to get ready. The hotel had a bar. The bar served absinthe (my favorite). So, I decided to have one before going out. The bar was full but, I found a seat on the left end. The bar tender started my absinthe. I saw smoke rising from the glass. I knew she burned the sugar cube. I didn't really want that but, I would accept that anyway. Then I saw her sniff my drink. Her nose was huge. As she held the monster schnoz over my glass a booger drop fell in.
A girl two stools over exclaimed in disgust. I had to refuse the absinthe.
Then my Thursday started. I never got to dream of drinking my absinthe. Absolutely horrible.
My is is thirsty. Guess what for.
dreams,
booze