2007-09-20
I dreampt I was at some sort of outdoor party and I kept getting distracted by the fact that I had to ship a threedogparty order out, and that order was for lobster bisque. People kept asking me when I was going to make the bisque, and I was saying, “Oh, no problem! I can just get some from Stonebridge” even though I was nowhere near Stonebridge, I was at some sort of green space. I’m not sure how I even listed lobster bisque as an item to sell, nor was I certain that I could finagle a way to ship it safely and cover my shipping charge (ah…covering my costs! Always thinking of the bottom line). Later on, I was eating something and like 5 of my teeth fell out in my hand.
It was a strange dream.
I have been terrible with updates, but let us say this: I am loving autumn, and my dog, and my wood floods in the living room, which make the place seem 100% more liveable. I aspire to be as brilliant of a journaler as David Byrne, but lord knows that will never happen. Best wishes to you, September 20.