Nov 15, 2009 18:53
you know, i really hate having a fantastic dream about a great story... and then waking up thinking, "i gotta find that story and reread it" only to realize 1) the story isn't one that was written and 2) now i can't remember a single.darned.thing about the story. at all. not one. only that in my sleep, i was HIGHLY entertained by what i was reading.
yeah, reading. not "seeing" like a movie or whatever.
sheesh.
and also...
for you clutterfiends/packrats out there? don't let it run away from you. seriously. 2 weeks later, and we are STILL working on the front half of the house. because my mother? could not get rid of stuff. ever. oy.
babble