Mar. 5th, 2004
Last night I had this very involved dream which involved me kissing Steve Page at a party, and him proposing to me. We had this weird sort of hippie/fairy wedding, the next morning, after everyone had slept in this big club. In the dream, I seemed to remember something about both of us being married, but in the course of the dream, it was irrelevant. I also was still on my diet, apparently, because I wouldn't eat wedding cake.
Oh, and I was also like 7 months pregnant. I wonder whose baby it was...
heh.
Oh, and I was also like 7 months pregnant. I wonder whose baby it was...
heh.