Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維 (webcowgirl) wrote,
Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維

One of those overscheduled days

Last night I dreamed I was at the Fab Four's place, but for some reason all of them had stepped out and a crowd of total strangers was in their apartment. The oven was broken, so some genius had decided that we should cook over bundles of rolled-up newspapers. Something felt decidedly wrong about the whole thing, and I realized that despite the fact that many of these strangers were very nice looking, in fact, none of them were my friends and I was feeling uncomfortable and wanting to sneak out, doubtlessly before the cooking experiment got out of control.

Later I dreamed shadowdaddy and I were walking through a cathedral and we walked past Mark Hammill, who was talking about Star Wars to a friend of his. (Of course he still talks about it every day, right?) Then the alarm went off and kept going and going and I really wanted shadowdaddy to turn it off but he couldn't, because in fact it was my answering machine. Oh well, I'm sure 10 AM is a fine time to be getting out of bed.

So ... somehow my schedule for today got completely packed last night due to today being the last day of an art exhibit I've been wanting to see for ... oh, four months. I'm such a dope. I somehow get the feeling I should give up on doing anything Monday or Tuesday evenings if I want to get my project at work done on time. Maybe I'll just stay until it's done on Monday.
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