Me: Oh, so last night I had a dream where at one point I met up with you and Sara and Evan and Matt.
Me: And Sara was smoking. And I was like, "Um, what?"
Me: She was so nonchalant about it, as if I was a dumbass for even mentioning it. "What? I've smoked for *years*!"
Me: And in my dream, for some unknown reason, I just slapped her across the face.
Shawn Morrison: LOL
Me: Like Cher in Moonstruck.
Me: Just hard, right across the face. And she dropped her cigarette and just sat down rubbing her face.
Me: And then I look over and you're smoking.
Me: So I slapped you in the face.
Me: And then I slapped Matt in the face.
Me: But he wasn't smoking.
Me: I was about to slap Evan too, but my doorbell rang and I woke up.
Shawn Morrison: That is the best dream I've ever heard that wasn't my own.
Me: Anyway, Happy Friday!
Oct 31st
Me: Honestly, what I'm most worried about is Palin possibly being President in two years.
Me: That scares the living shit out of me.
Me: I don't want Biden to be President either, mind you.
Me: But Palin... I don't want her anywhere near the Whitehouse or anything else related.
Shawn Morrison: You know, I agree, but I still ordered one of those airbrushed full-face Palin t-shirts with an airbrushed flag on the back.
Me: They are pretty sharp, I'll give you that.
Shawn Morrison: Sharp. That's the word.
Oct 30th
Me: When I think about this Vegas trip, I really should have gone today.
Me: Because now I have to wake up at 6:45AM tomorrow, I'm on a full flight sitting in a middle seat, I get into Vegas, have a few hours, present, go out, sleep, fly back.
Frangry: That sounds like a nightmare.
Me: OH, and it cost me $350 more this way.
Me: I'm a fool.
Frangry: Yeah, but you didn't know how sick you'd be.
Frangry: Imagine having to get on that flight sick as a dog.
Me: Right. I gambled and lost. That doesn't bode well for my TRIP TO VEGAS.
Oct 13th