Dreams

My name is OCG, and I’m a bloggoholic.

I am a blerd. We all know this. Sad, pathetic and true.

That being said… I had a dream about Midwest and Wombat (from Kiss & Blog) last night. (What?!?) They were married to each other and living in Seattle, I was moving up there, so we started hanging out. I was bummed about the rain.

I had another dream that I was outside with some friends and The Man drove by … I yelled “Asshole” to him loudly.

Glad to know I’m so over that. I know it was prompted by a stupid fleeting moment that occurred earlier in reality last night …

LaLo and I went to dinner at a new restaurant in town, and upon leaving and heading home I was turning right when in the crosswalk I swear I saw The Man walking across the street. I completely did a full on stare-head-turn trying to verify if indeed it was him (I need new contacts)… in the process I almost hit a bus stop. Nothing screams “I am so over you and don’t care about you,” like totaling one’s car upon the first time in seeing them out.

Da Bod told me last week “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else”.

I'm trying... I'm just not sure if it's really working.