Birthday Hugs, Football, and Mean Dreams
Sep. 25th, 2006 08:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kybearfuzzBelated birthday hugs to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lostncove and big, but very gentle birthday hugs to the recovering ericdabear!!
I actually watched a football game yesterday, well.. most of it anyway. Cincinnati versus the Pittsburgh Steelers. It was a good game, some tense moments, and some good food at one of my softball buddies' home. Cincinnati won for you non sports folk, but I remember the score. The food was really good though.
Last night or this morning, I had a very bizarre dream. I was working while in college at some machine shop. I came to the shop dressed in my Sunday best, but changed into coveralls while there. When I was getting ready to leave, I asked this lady to hand me my dress clothes. She pulled them out of a drawer, stuck them onto a piece of oily machinery just to stain them, and then handed them back to me with this really mean sneer on her face. That bitch! This irked me because when I was in college, I was poor as a church mouse and had very few decent clothes to wear and this cow just wrecked a decent shirt and a pair of pants with black oil. I'm not sure what happened next as I woke up, but I'm pretty sure I'd have been strangling her with my soiled dress pants.
lostncove and big, but very gentle birthday hugs to the recovering ericdabear!!I actually watched a football game yesterday, well.. most of it anyway. Cincinnati versus the Pittsburgh Steelers. It was a good game, some tense moments, and some good food at one of my softball buddies' home. Cincinnati won for you non sports folk, but I remember the score. The food was really good though.
Last night or this morning, I had a very bizarre dream. I was working while in college at some machine shop. I came to the shop dressed in my Sunday best, but changed into coveralls while there. When I was getting ready to leave, I asked this lady to hand me my dress clothes. She pulled them out of a drawer, stuck them onto a piece of oily machinery just to stain them, and then handed them back to me with this really mean sneer on her face. That bitch! This irked me because when I was in college, I was poor as a church mouse and had very few decent clothes to wear and this cow just wrecked a decent shirt and a pair of pants with black oil. I'm not sure what happened next as I woke up, but I'm pretty sure I'd have been strangling her with my soiled dress pants.
