Had an awful, awful dream last night--more of a nightmare, really--and woke up crying this morning.
rostand died. If it wasn't for the fact that I was talking to her via LJ comments right before I went to bed last night, I would have ended up calling her to make sure she was okay.
I nearly did anyway, then realised how foolish I was being.
I've got to go get ready for work now, and I'm... really not feeling up to dealing with the kids, but I haven't got a choice.
See y'all later.
I nearly did anyway, then realised how foolish I was being.
I've got to go get ready for work now, and I'm... really not feeling up to dealing with the kids, but I haven't got a choice.
See y'all later.
- Location:home in Trenton
- Mood:
anxious - Music:Barons of Suburbia - Tori Amos

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I had a terrible dream where Tremblay ran into a burning building to save his friend, and I was soooo upset when I thought that he was dead. But then he came out and gave me a hug.
That would be unpleasant, to say the least. I've mostly managed to banish the very upsetting and somewhat graphic details from last night from my mind, but it was still... yeah. D: