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I need to stop napping in the afternoons: I always sleep fitfully and have bad dreams. In this one, I agreed to go to the coast with some friends, but when I got there, like 20 people were staying in a tiny apartment! My parents were renting a huge house nearby (I will never get away from them, ha ha) so I went over there. I spent some time with them, but I was shocked at how old my father was: I barely recognized him and he was hobbling around like an old man. He could barely speak, but he took me for a boat ride and afterwards, we climbed out and he danced with me one last time. Very painful scene.
Then, the dream cuts to a huge party at the house (no idea where the parents went off to) and there is just a mess everywhere and some guy comes in and freaks out, saying the senator is coming and we need to clean up and get the eff out. I can hear him, as I am scrambling around trying to clean and he says something to the effect of, "Fuck this, I'm gonna go do some push ups." Hooray for randomness! I guess.
I am reading a really good book I got out of the dollar bin at Half Price Books called Who Killed Kit Marlowe? One of my co-workers saw it on my desk and asked, "Who is Kit Merlot?" I told her he was a contemporary of Shakespeare, a playwright, and spy. No response. Oh, well. I tried.
I need to stop napping in the afternoons: I always sleep fitfully and have bad dreams. In this one, I agreed to go to the coast with some friends, but when I got there, like 20 people were staying in a tiny apartment! My parents were renting a huge house nearby (I will never get away from them, ha ha) so I went over there. I spent some time with them, but I was shocked at how old my father was: I barely recognized him and he was hobbling around like an old man. He could barely speak, but he took me for a boat ride and afterwards, we climbed out and he danced with me one last time. Very painful scene.
Then, the dream cuts to a huge party at the house (no idea where the parents went off to) and there is just a mess everywhere and some guy comes in and freaks out, saying the senator is coming and we need to clean up and get the eff out. I can hear him, as I am scrambling around trying to clean and he says something to the effect of, "Fuck this, I'm gonna go do some push ups." Hooray for randomness! I guess.
I am reading a really good book I got out of the dollar bin at Half Price Books called Who Killed Kit Marlowe? One of my co-workers saw it on my desk and asked, "Who is Kit Merlot?" I told her he was a contemporary of Shakespeare, a playwright, and spy. No response. Oh, well. I tried.