lastnite: a dream journal

Patsy Cline/getting lost

Barb called and said, "I can hear your Patsy Cline in the background." I rearranged my kitchen a la the Sims by simply moving my counter between the stove and refrigerator.

Kat S (not D) and her blond friend (who looked a lot like Julie, Jeremy K's girlfriend and Katie E's cousin, only much more plastic) lived across the parking lot from me. I went over there to invite them over, but had second thoughts. The blond girl was sitting on the doorstep talking on a cordless phone about leaving here for California where she wanted to work as a receptionist for a plastic surgeon's office. I then had to go to work, but got lost along the way.