|05:24 pm - I had a dream last night|
In my dream, I ran into a really good friend who I've lost touch with, and he looked at me and said, "My God, you look like a BOY!"
Somehow, that didn't make me very happy. Something to think about, I guess.
Okay, off to get my boyish self dressed for the high-school reunion thingy. I have a feeling Charlie isn't going to go after all. :-( I'm disappointed, but kind of not surprised. He's not feeling well, but somehow, I've always been a little skeptical about whether, when it came right down to it, he would actually go. Him not feeling well kind of answers the question by default. I wonder if he would go if he were feeling well, though. heh.
And there's another thunderstorm.
Things are not boding well for this evening.
Update: Charlie's going, and my lipstick went on straight. Things are looking up. :-)