|OH NO! I must be "verey elegant woman"
||[Jul. 18th, 2008|07:24 am]
I had a dream last night I lived in a loft with a guy named Dimitry!!! He had crazy yellow hair and less butt than I do!! He was so skinny. And hair like it had never been combed or seen a product ever.
Then I realized. The Don Juan of Toronto had gotten to me. I must be "very elegant woman" I must change my name to Olga.
In the dream he commented that I was "good woman-Not too many clothes".
Well, if not owning many garments that fit is your criteria for a good woman, I'm your gal. Any flat butted emaciated bad haired Dimitry's want to give me a call? Are you like 6' tall and 145lbs? You could be my dreamboat.
In other news, while it's making me feel better to sleep through the night, I have got to get off of this ambian. No wonder they have Abraham Lincoln, a Groundhog, and a unicorn in their commercials.
We also had a "dress up night" and it was fun getting on the bus seeing every lady in a pretty dress. We don't dress up enough. Then Rio showed up who I haven't seen in almost 3 years, and was showing me her belly chain with small stars and her lace boyshorts to explain that while she WAS wearing combat boots, she didn't ignore dressup day entirely.