The prize at the bottom of the box.

Aug 31, 2009 09:17

Dear brain:

I would really appreciate not having a dream about my dad getting cancer. I lived through the reality once. Once was enough.

No love,
Me.

Dear brain,

I really have no intention of starring in a remake of "Coal Miner's Daughter". WTF.

Bewildered,
Me

Things that are awesome - one of the gals from work just called and offered all four of us tickets to go to a Mariners game and sit on the 100 level with free parking and the possibility of catching foul balls for the boys. Yay!

Other things to do today:
1 - Go to the store and discuss the price of buns
2 - Email my sister about not being able to DDR
3 - Finish edits on fic
4 - Go through Porn Skirmish prompts and see if there's anything else I want to write/can write before 11 tonight (or before we leave for the ball game)

I'm sure there's more, but my brain is tired and not thinking. And, if my dreams are any indication, TRAUMATIZED.
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