It’s always strange to me when I hear people talking about church. Someone down the hall has a prayer posted on the outside of their cubicle. I guess that’s alright. But I think it would be more appropriate to have that inside your cube. I dunno. That stuff gives me the willys. Starts making me feel like people are crazy pod people or some shit like that. Or maybe it just reminds me how different I am from other people.
Anyhow, I keep having these dreams about seeing people I know while vacationing in Vegas. Weird huh. It’s funny that in my dreams I have to go all the way to Vegas to see old friends who either live in the same town as me or at most about 2 hours away. I should be a better friend.
I can’t remember if I told this story. But the other day (to me the phrase “the other day” can mean months) I was talking to Mike in the car while he was taking me to work in the morning. And I mentioned something about my friend Carrie being pregnant. And was all like…wha? And I said, you knew that! And then he just accepted it, like Oh yeah. I must have been too drunk to remember being told that…yeah. So we continued to talk, and all of a sudden it dawned on me. You do know which Carrie I’m talking about right. My old friend Carrie, not the one we used to work with. Ha. If you knew the Cari we used to work with, you would see why it was sooo funny. But anyhow, isn’t it awesome that all I had to do to get him to accept this information was say…”I told you that. Don’t you remember?” Ha. Note that this probably won’t work anymore now that we’re no longer big drunks. But it was a funny moment anyhow.
