Work blip, girl!
Out on a melancholy, hangover-relieving walk Sunday evening, I stopped by Real Foods and purchased some white sage with which to smudge the house. I went through each room, saying some sort of personal little prayer (plea) to remove bad spirits blah blah blah.
Not sure it much worked.
Last night’s freaky-ass dream involved some murdering madman who attempted to cut a pregnant woman’s stomach open. Ew. I think I may be reading too many of the horror stories on what’s going on in Serbia or Iran on CNN.com, maybe.
Tomorrow, Dasch and I are going to see "Oh My Fairy Godmother", an allegedly campy little musical. Should be good times, I presume. I’m just happy it’s gotten sunnier again.
