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I have found my passion...and that is musical performances (pit style). So last night, I was invited to sight read music during a performance of The King and I and it was so cool. Now I get to play for reals tomorrow (err... today) Please come out and watch although it's quite expensive at 30 bucks. It's Friday Saturday at 8 PM and Sunday 2 PM this weekend and next weekend at the Amador Theatre. Just exit 580 east at Santa Rita and keep going it's on the right. Another thing was the red hat ladies. I thought the Red Hat Society was just a made up organization in the comic strip Pickles, but apparently it's real. There were about 20 of them sitting in the back row with red hats and purple dresses. I was very confused.
I had another funky dream, which probably occurred too late. So my friend Steve left for Irvine on Friday, and I guess I took him to San Jose to catch a Greyhound bus. Lo and behold, there she is ( I will refer to her as girl from now on). I have no idea why she would've been there unless she was going to LA or something to catch her flight cuz that's where she arrived at, but didn't she drive up here. Hmm... I guess we were there to get tickets and instead of waiting I went to Chinatown to eat stuff with my friend before he left and she was there with her friends, but soon after they left, so I caught up to her to say good bye but she ran off. And then I woke up...looked at my clock and it was 1 in the afternoon. Damn.
I think I know where parts of the dream came from, but very mixed and match. My friend Steve did in fact go to Irvine, I did take Greyhound to LA a month ago, but everything else is weird. I must stop thinking about her...I might hurt myself.
I had another funky dream, which probably occurred too late. So my friend Steve left for Irvine on Friday, and I guess I took him to San Jose to catch a Greyhound bus. Lo and behold, there she is ( I will refer to her as girl from now on). I have no idea why she would've been there unless she was going to LA or something to catch her flight cuz that's where she arrived at, but didn't she drive up here. Hmm... I guess we were there to get tickets and instead of waiting I went to Chinatown to eat stuff with my friend before he left and she was there with her friends, but soon after they left, so I caught up to her to say good bye but she ran off. And then I woke up...looked at my clock and it was 1 in the afternoon. Damn.
I think I know where parts of the dream came from, but very mixed and match. My friend Steve did in fact go to Irvine, I did take Greyhound to LA a month ago, but everything else is weird. I must stop thinking about her...I might hurt myself.