Moving dinner dreams
Oct. 7th, 2003 08:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fuzzygrufGot home to a bunch of boxes in the livingroom. Well, at least Steve's moved! He got so much done yesterday. Good boy!
I filed down the cabinet a bit more, and the refrigerator fit right up against the stove. It holds a lot more than the other one, so it'll be much better. The other one fit downstairs just fine.
We went to The Mediterranean for dinner. It's nice to be off Atkins. I had the Mediterranean plate, including my fave: Chicken Cilicia. Cinnamon and chicken. Mmmm.
Got home and played a game of Scrabble. Watched a bit of TV, but I headed to bed before 10pm. I had a dream that Steve was going to commit suicide by jumping in front of a train. There was no reason, just the opportunity. It then changed that it was my sister Kathie's boyfriend "Paul" was going to do it. (Her husband's name is Kurt.) Then it was my sister. Why do dreams morph characters anyway? Ended up that she took a pistol to her head before falling in front of the train. Lovely.
I then had a dream about getting quizzed before taking a written driver's test. Seems that you had to know about the "statue of Ciddadies" at 6 Scott Street. What the hell?
Maybe chicken & cinnamon don't make for logical dreams.
I filed down the cabinet a bit more, and the refrigerator fit right up against the stove. It holds a lot more than the other one, so it'll be much better. The other one fit downstairs just fine.
We went to The Mediterranean for dinner. It's nice to be off Atkins. I had the Mediterranean plate, including my fave: Chicken Cilicia. Cinnamon and chicken. Mmmm.
Got home and played a game of Scrabble. Watched a bit of TV, but I headed to bed before 10pm. I had a dream that Steve was going to commit suicide by jumping in front of a train. There was no reason, just the opportunity. It then changed that it was my sister Kathie's boyfriend "Paul" was going to do it. (Her husband's name is Kurt.) Then it was my sister. Why do dreams morph characters anyway? Ended up that she took a pistol to her head before falling in front of the train. Lovely.
I then had a dream about getting quizzed before taking a written driver's test. Seems that you had to know about the "statue of Ciddadies" at 6 Scott Street. What the hell?
Maybe chicken & cinnamon don't make for logical dreams.
