Thursday, October 16, 2008

Broken promises

Today I feel compelled to break a promise I made to myself. I vowed that I would never, ever post about anything I dreamed, because there is nothing more BORING than someone else's dream. I mean, really, they're all, "I was in a forest but it really wasn't, know what I mean, and then there was this guy that was sort of like Joe from high school, remember him? And anyway, blah blah blah..."

Last night I had a nightmare that I got fired from the thrift store, and it was horrifying. I woke up in a cold, panicky sweat. I will spare you the long-winded details about why and who said what, but I was totally framed.


Helen, Robert, Jack, and Emma said...

I'm trying to decide if you've been spending too much time there or if you are just crazy in every other way.

Brad, Brooke, Abigayle, Rebekah and Indy said...

Weird...I had a dream about framing you. Hahaha. It's only because you get all the good stuff!

Helen, Robert, Jack, and Emma said...

If you can call a purple cow coat "the good stuff" more power to the TS. ;0)