Strange...
Nov. 17th, 2003 08:11 amMy dreams keep on revolving around me trying to get a plane to England. Last night was even more strange. My mother was going to buy me a ticket back to Las Vegas but I knew I had to get to England. Again, I had to go for the same reasons as in the last dream. Of course in the waking world I started to think about it and it made no sense - until I realized it was a dream.
Besides, the people I'd be going to visit aren't in England. I'm so confused as to what I'm trying to tell myself.
I have to re-write Holly's reference. I know I want to say that Holly is spiffy keen and all of that but saying it in professional language is difficult at times. Right now it just doesn't sound right. And I'm still not sure about the whole company stationary thing.
And still no word from Brian. I have no idea at this point.
Besides, the people I'd be going to visit aren't in England. I'm so confused as to what I'm trying to tell myself.
I have to re-write Holly's reference. I know I want to say that Holly is spiffy keen and all of that but saying it in professional language is difficult at times. Right now it just doesn't sound right. And I'm still not sure about the whole company stationary thing.
And still no word from Brian. I have no idea at this point.