I dreamed I was at a wedding. I think it was like a civil marriage. And I was in a white dress. But it wasn't me getting married. And I saw this old lady walk by and she was all dressed in white too. Somehow I knew that she just got married. But then I thought, "Wow, she kind of looks like a man." I woke up right after that, and two words distinctly stood out in my mind.
Tranny Granny.
I kid you not.
Please, please do not ask me why. And yes. As soon as I woke up, I laughed to myself. I couldn't help it. It was funny. If not deranged.
And then the other night I dreamed that I was chasing down a kidnapper that collected children and kept them in a warehouse. He didn't kill them but took care of them, and put them to bed and stuff. He had beds and toys and everything for them. But I took him down and got all the kids back. Basically I rocked in this dream.
I think I've been watching too much CSI: NY. They have marathons in the afternoon on Spike TV. I love it. It's not as good as the original CSI, but it's miles ahead of CSI: Miami, which I do not like. Messer and Flack are attractive. So are their accents. :)
Rundown of Saturday, February 7, 2009:
--Woke up at 8:00 am.
--Went to gym and worked out for an hour.
--Had a group project meeting at 9:30 am at the library. Hate that place.
--Practiced song that I'm singing in Relief Society.
--Watched Eight Below with my roommate this morning. Bawled my eyes out. It was pathetic.
--Took a long nap.
--Curled my hair.
--Basketball game against La Tech.
--Screamed at basketball game.
--Hope I can still sing tomorrow.
--We won!
I just love our team. I'm sad we only have a couple more home games. And then I'll have to wait for months before the next season.
Oh well. I will be at USU for another three years. Plenty of basketball to enjoy.
:) :) :) :) :)



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