Snarl.
All right, so first of all, I don't know what my subconscious is trying to tell me. It might be "You are watching way too much Gilmore Girls lately" or "Go out there and make some more friends in Chicago!" or "Wheee! Hormones!" or something. But my dream Friday night was about getting married-- no idea who the groom was, the entire dream involved me waiting around in my wedding dress before the wedding started (and although the entire dream was ludicrous, as I have zero desire to have an actual wedding if I ever get married, I really really liked the dress I was wearing). And my dream last night was about me having kids-- twins! Weird! (and they were named Zach and Lauren, two names I would never give children [and yes, like any female who has ever been a fifth-grader, I have actually given thought to what I would name kids should I ever have them. Zach and Lauren are not it]).
And booo it is March. Although I remembered one good thing that March does have: Shamrock Shakes at McDonalds! I know this is cheesy, but I really do enjoy those shakes and am sad that they only offer them one month out of the year. My goal for March: at least one Shamrock shake a week.
Today, I went down to the Loop and went clothes shopping at a giant 5-story Old Navy. I bought more Old Navy clothes today than I have ever bought from Old Navy in my entire life before now. However, I now have more stuff to wear to work. So, I leave Old Navy, and the weather is warmer and the sun is sort of out, so I decide to walk down to Lake Michigan and drink the giant Shamrock Shake I just bought. And I passed this group of kids filming a movie involving two people having a lightsaber fight, and the lake was right there and I thought "Wow, if I had more days like this, March won't be so bad after all."
And then some little 4-year old girl hit me in the back of the head with a thrown rock.
I freakin' hate March.
And booo it is March. Although I remembered one good thing that March does have: Shamrock Shakes at McDonalds! I know this is cheesy, but I really do enjoy those shakes and am sad that they only offer them one month out of the year. My goal for March: at least one Shamrock shake a week.
Today, I went down to the Loop and went clothes shopping at a giant 5-story Old Navy. I bought more Old Navy clothes today than I have ever bought from Old Navy in my entire life before now. However, I now have more stuff to wear to work. So, I leave Old Navy, and the weather is warmer and the sun is sort of out, so I decide to walk down to Lake Michigan and drink the giant Shamrock Shake I just bought. And I passed this group of kids filming a movie involving two people having a lightsaber fight, and the lake was right there and I thought "Wow, if I had more days like this, March won't be so bad after all."
And then some little 4-year old girl hit me in the back of the head with a thrown rock.
I freakin' hate March.