So here I sit, getting ready for the choral retreat. I did hear from Aubree last night around 9, after I was convinced that I was going to have to find the bus route there - IF a bus goes way the heck out yonder. We actually talked and giggled a lot on the phone and compared nicknames, and will thusly be creating an Aubrey Nickname Book.

Guess you had to be there.

Dreamed weird things last night, like an extremely realistic dream that I was falling all over the place and passing out and vomiting like mad. Couldn't respond to people around me, but was angry that they kept saying that I was drunk. Because I couldn't speak, I couldn't point out that I haven't drank in months. I was extremly suprised when I woke up, and can still feel the "weight" of people's fingers and hands on me as they tried to keep me from falling over.

Also dreamed I had this big party and The Flaming Lips were performing. I waved hello to msanborn, then was called over to a corner by idioscosmos. He gave me a giant hug and told me that he found my soul mate, and that he would do anything on earth to get us together. (Turned out my soul mate was the lead singer of The Flaming Lips. Who knew?)