note to self:

ok, it's tuesday...and i am staring out the window at the people swarming aroung the brand new "krispy kreme" donut shop. (today is the grand opening) now, my mouth is watering for that sweet glazed donut, and all i have here is my bag of baby carrots. dammit. in other news...if you read yesterday's entry, i mentioned that my dogs have dug something out of my back yard. it was (dun-duh-duuuunnnn) a blanket that had mad stains on it!! i used rubber gloves and tongs to throw this thing away. now i believe this blanket to have contained something that was killed and buried. we just moved in a month ago, and the woman that lived there before us was not right, so the neighbors have told us. so it wouldn't surprise me if she buried her boyfriend in the backyard. what takes the cake is: the other day i saw my puppy chewing on something and i went to go see what it was. i took it out of his mouth and it was a BONE! not the kind they sell at the pet store, and actual animal or human bone. ick! i got the heebie-geebies and threw it accross the yard. so gross. so now its all coming together. first the bone, now the stained blanket. you make your own conclusion. i should send it to a lab somewhere and have it analyzed, but i don't want them to think i killed someone! so i just threw it away.

anyway, i had a really crazy dream last night that felt so real! i could get really detailed, but i will give you the cliff notes version. ok, i dreamt that my fiance' had been renting an apartment for a couple of months that i didn't know about (which he used to have parties and do god knows what). (keep in mind, we own a home together) then for some reason i was staying at my parents house and he was staying in his apartment and i went there to see him and we had a huge arguement b/c i found out he had this secret apt. and he wanted to breakup and so we did, and then that night i already had a date w/ some guy. the end. WHAT THE F**K WAS I SMOKING BEFORE BED? i had papa johns pizza, maybe thats what caused this wacko dream. anyways, now that i read back over what i just typed, it doesn't make sense or sound real, but it so was and i woke up all pissed off at my fiance. i always have dreams of awful stuff involving him (i.e. him cheating on me, me beating up his ex's, etc.) but in real life he is the nicest guy, he would never do that stuff. this is why he says i always have "opposite dreams." now i believe him.

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