malarian curly part ii
i believe i left off at the dream.
so yes. i went to sleep that night, but it didnt go so well. i had (you guessed it) more nightmares, and they kept waking me up all night long. this particular one takes the cake for weirdest dream ever, though, i think. this one starred james and i as terminators fighting a race of govenment-created bionic spiders trying to perfect the american race. the setting was the willowbrook ballroom, i think, except it wasnt in willow springs (it was in some made up version of tinley park), and it doubled as a swimming pool. i dont get the symbology (ahem) of that, but there it is. go ahead. tell me what it means.
so yeah. after i woke up from that, it was prom day. i had 2:00 hair at ulta with sara. sara put a record 82 bobby pins in my hair, and it looked really good, i think.
since we had dinner reservations at 3:30, i'd brought my dress and shoes to hair with me, and i dressed in the pedicure room. standing in line, fully dressed for an evening out at quarter after 3, a few people asked me if i was going to prom. i thought about saying 'no,' that this was all just for fun, but i was in too blank a mood. no room for me to be facecious.
drove to gibbons and parked on the street. it took about 2 hours to get our food, but it was mostly good. really expensive. we talked a lot and had some good laughs. id had a chicken kiev and kevin got a steak. he paid.
wow. see? goddamn it. its been 3 days, and ive been trying to write about prom every day, but i keep getting stopped. and now that i can do it, what happens? i dont feel like writing anymore.
***
is a picture worth a thousand words? you tell me.
thats all i have to say about prom tonight. ill write more about it tomorrow.
so yes. i went to sleep that night, but it didnt go so well. i had (you guessed it) more nightmares, and they kept waking me up all night long. this particular one takes the cake for weirdest dream ever, though, i think. this one starred james and i as terminators fighting a race of govenment-created bionic spiders trying to perfect the american race. the setting was the willowbrook ballroom, i think, except it wasnt in willow springs (it was in some made up version of tinley park), and it doubled as a swimming pool. i dont get the symbology (ahem) of that, but there it is. go ahead. tell me what it means.
so yeah. after i woke up from that, it was prom day. i had 2:00 hair at ulta with sara. sara put a record 82 bobby pins in my hair, and it looked really good, i think.
since we had dinner reservations at 3:30, i'd brought my dress and shoes to hair with me, and i dressed in the pedicure room. standing in line, fully dressed for an evening out at quarter after 3, a few people asked me if i was going to prom. i thought about saying 'no,' that this was all just for fun, but i was in too blank a mood. no room for me to be facecious.
drove to gibbons and parked on the street. it took about 2 hours to get our food, but it was mostly good. really expensive. we talked a lot and had some good laughs. id had a chicken kiev and kevin got a steak. he paid.
wow. see? goddamn it. its been 3 days, and ive been trying to write about prom every day, but i keep getting stopped. and now that i can do it, what happens? i dont feel like writing anymore.
***
is a picture worth a thousand words? you tell me.
thats all i have to say about prom tonight. ill write more about it tomorrow.