pancakes...
I had this really weird dream that for some reason, the people who now own John street let us have the house for a night. we had a big old fashion sleepover. I remember waking up in the morning with this wonderful feeling of contentedness, with all the friends around me, and listening to people waking up and talking with each other. and then we all gathered in the kitchen to make pancakes. It was a really nice dream...
NE way, i want pancakes now, but we don't have any eggs, so i guess i'll just starve. ^_^ kidding...or am i?
Actually i'm waiting for the "I can't Believe It's Not Eggs" to defrost. and then i will have my pancakes!!!
can't wait for the party tonight. Hell's to the yeah
NE way, i want pancakes now, but we don't have any eggs, so i guess i'll just starve. ^_^ kidding...or am i?
Actually i'm waiting for the "I can't Believe It's Not Eggs" to defrost. and then i will have my pancakes!!!
can't wait for the party tonight. Hell's to the yeah