oh man

i'm like out of it, for reals. i woke up at 6:30, and only because my friend called for our morning chat on the drive to work. i popped out of bed and got ready. good thing i did everything last night. i was having these gnarly dreams...i'm in this old dilapitated building, and i have to fight these zombie dogs/people and there's an alien robot thing. me and two others finally take them all down. then one of them tags the place to leave our crew name...i don't know. next thing i know i'm in this bomb ass thrift store. i see this lovely little chair with awesome upholstery that i want to get. it's only 28 dollars yo...sweet, not....a group of young hispter like people walk in from another area of the store and one girl tells me she already had dibs on it....i don't fight her. i go to explore the rest of the store and everything is fascinating but i touch something and it falls. basically i feel really clumsy in here..
i want that chair in real life. I think i may have seen something like that at the salvation army once. maybe this dream is telling me to go to the thriftstore. i hope i see it in real life. i would maybe get it. i wouldn't want to bring an infested chair home though...you never know. one minute it's all good, next minute you have a new chair and new friends...mice, roaches....

my arms are incredibly sore from yesterdays water aerobics class. i stayed to swim after the tots class was over. i did that for an hour, then i did a water aerobics class for another hour. it was fun. now i'm tired. the end.....

i need to drink this blasted tea so that i can eat b-fast....