kjpepper | Dreams, etc.

Most of them last night were bad (involving banquet tables of visibly spoiling food... ugh, I hate mold dreams) but there was one cool one about a restored antique train taking a trip across the country and one of the conductors hoped to meet up with his long lost sweetheart at some whistle stop station in the middle. He spent a good portion of the dream telling me about it while showing me how the train worked.

My alarm went off, I woke up enough to turn it off, then fell back asleep... and back to the same dream, or rather a sequel where I got a postcard in the mail from the conductor telling me that he'd indeed found his sweetie and they'd eloped. I woke up literally saying out loud "d'awwwwwww."

"That punk is either in love with his daughter or he's got a new found respect for life." I'm streaming Grosse Pointe Blank off of Netflix while I work this morning. How the hell is this movie 13 years old already? This movie is the soundtrack to my sophomore and junior years of college, thanks to

jaicat... and this is the first time I'm seeing it in widescreen. And it still makes me giggle, even though I know most of the dialog by heart. I almost want to know if Debbie and Martin made it back for their 20th.

Car is reserved for 22 - 28th. Probably not the cherry whore, but I'm hoping for one of her little sisters, like a Nissan Versa...

I've got a gold dragon finally. Thanks

karnythia!