Scary dream!
Tom Hardy showed up in my dreams last night, but woefully it was one of my very few action/adventure dreams and I was shooting at him. I mean, he was shooting at me, too, so it wasn't, you know, unprovoked. And it was classic Hollywood shooting and I didn't hit him, so he's ok.
I woke up from that all, seriously subconscious? And fell asleep and dreamt about checking out of a hotel. I had to sign some papers. And they had my Doc Martens for some reason. The whole dream was signing papers in triplicate. That's a more normal dream for me.
You were in a shootout with the well-mustached author of Tess of the d'Urbervilles? Mind you, I'm not being judgmental, I didn't especially like that book either.
Well, the Tom Hardy in my dream was mustachioed, so maybe yes! He was also wearing a scarf; you T-Hard girls know which pictures my subconscious was referencing. Although my dream antagonist was rather modernly beweaponed for Tess' era.
My brother went to Duke 86-89 and I went there the summer of 88.
hey, guess who is not blocked at work?
but I will have limited time. still! lunch breaks!!!
yay, more msbelle for us!
Doctor's appointment at 12. I suspect he will tell me there's nothing to be done.
My brother went to Duke 86-89 and I went there the summer of 88.
Ah, gotcha. I was actually born in Durham while my dad got his PhD there, but my dad doesn't give a hoot about college (or professional) sports so we never had any allegiances growing up.
Doctor's appointment at 12. I suspect he will tell me there's nothing to be done.
Are you still sick, Dana? Can you keep anything down?
