Dream Confessions

I've been having odd dreams lately that I can only remember snippets of. Last night, my dream had something to do with me riding a bike....there was a terrier as well that acted more like a cat...then I was at the airport. I was coming back from some place and waiting to board the plane when this fleet of tall skinny boys in swanky blazers and khakis came up and waited to board too. One had a brown ponytail, and one had a mop top of blonde hair.

I decided to approach the blonde one. Usually, when I muster up the courage to talk to someone, I comment on something they're wearing or a tattoo or what-have-you...but there was nothing particularly special about him. I went through the litany in my head...no piercings, no tattoos...finally I settled on asking him where he was headed. He said California. Excitedly, I inquired as to which part of California he was going to and he named a city similar to Arcata and I said that it was far from Berkeley...but that he should call me if he was ever in the area.

We were leaning on a desk and the plane was about to board. He asked me what my number was, pulled out a pencil and started writing on the screen of his phone. Here, I said, Let me do it, and I entered it into his phone. I reinterated the fact that he should call me and he wavered a bit, then said ok, swiftly and quickly kissing me on the lips.

Score.

He got back in line to board. I realized that I didn't know what his name was, and as I walked past him I asked. The words he said were reflected in his eyes. Well, only one eye. I can't remember exactly what it was that he said, but his name started with a J and it was hard to pronounce...I asked if I could call him something different, then woke up.


This is the second dream of this sort that I've had recently. I don't quite know why I'm able to flirt so smoothly in my dreams as opposed to in real life...

Summery Sewing Secrets

Points for alliteration...

This goth knows how to sew now. Do you know what that means? A whole new world of cheaper clothing has opened to me...:D

I think next semester, my roommate and I are going to get a sewing machine.

Also, since I am on summer break, I think there are a few more things that I need to get started on:

1. I need a job.
2. I need to learn to drive
3. I need to learn to flirt

I think that's it.

Oh, I'm on my way to being a psych major! I can declare now! You should be proud. In fact, you should send me petticoats and corsets in celebration.