Last night, in all my wisdom, I met a friend for margaritas and guacamole. It was quite yummy, but left me dreaming the weirdest things, EVER!
First, I had a dream that Las Vegas was actually in Wisconsin, so I was determined to go because it was so close. But somehow, Nevada was also in WI, like some kind of giant worm hole moved Nevada into WI without displacing the rest of the country, it was weird.
Then, I had a dream that I was in my bed at my parents house, but I woke up in my Chicago apartment. It was surprisingly depressing. I guess it means I really need to make a visit to MI and catch up with my family and friends.
That, or no more guacamole and margaritas right before bed time.
In other news, MPC's family is here, visiting, for a MONTH...
Ya, a whole month, it's been interesting so far, only 22 more days to go... (yes, I am counting the days)
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