Last night's dream was more than odd.
heloula and I were walking down some street god knows where, and it was time for lunch. She suggested we stopped at Subway's - though I know she doesn't like their food - and when we got in it was like no Subway I had ever seen. It was a huge room with loads of ingredients for sandwiches, and you just had to walk around to make your own sandwich. But mine kept going wrong, like falling to the floor, or growing incredibly small, so I couldn't eat anything in the end. It was very weird and detailed... I can usually tell why I dreamt about this or that, but this time I'm at a loss. I never eat in Subway...
I just finished saving all my files to the external harddrive. I woke up thinking I should do it, so I did. Last time was in June, so it was about time.
Today's my last day of freedom for two weeks. Tomorrow is back to that stupid job. And I've got another month of it in August. But it's money, so I guess I shouldn't complain. And in two weeks I'm going down to St Tropez!! Wooohooo!!!
Now I'm off to shower and have lunch, cos it's 1.15pm and I'm still in my pjs... tsk tsk.