I woke up in the middle of the night sobbing uncontrollably. I think I know what I must have been dreaming about....but i couldn't stop. I had to get ice packs and put on my eyes so they wouldn't be too swollen to work....and missed out on about 3 hours of sleep that I desperately need at this stage of the game. Why can't I have happy dreams that I actually remember instead of remembering a sad one since it woke me up.
A happy one like neighbors getting abducted by aliens would be great.
Dang hormones.
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I hope is isn't speakin of me sister girl!!! ;) I love you and enjoyed dinner last night with you. That guy from Staind Glass Oak Manor called me again today to talk...he is so cute! See you tonight to paint!!
only crap...alien abduction...LMAO!!!
i feel ya, boo. i hate those kinds of dreams.
alien abduction...
I know a guy who will (for fifty bucks)... oh never mind. :)
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