Dreams have never made my bed...

... So last night I had a work dream, you know, the stressful kind in which everything is going wrong. As I open the drive thru window who should my wondering eyes appear but George Clooney. yes, I know very odd, considering I think he's somewhat of a buffoon. But I HAD to get his signature for my mother since she adores him. then, he also wrote down some career advice, with a diagram, and little notes, and told me "You shouldn't be working here." HA!!!! My mum's hero told me to quit! In a dream! I'm SO putting that in the resignation letter :) Also, I'm trying to eat healthier. We'll see how it goes. Mmm, rabbit food. Actually, rabbits eat a lot of pellets, eww.

April showers bring gardens of sound and slaves to audio

On my break from work aka, the period of time where, more than any other, I contemplate just running away. My little apartment is looking pretty cute thanks to Chelsea moving in. She actually has the time and energy to decorate and arrange stuff yeah! I'm currently looking for a car, or something on wheels. It could run on potatoes and I'd say "cool". Been tryin got do crunchies every day in order to aid my back in it's rather tremendous job of supporting my cumbersome frame ;) Ran out of TP today and am too lazy to pick some up. Hello employee bathroom. Okay, too much info yeah? Right-o. Gotta go check on dinner . later.