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what the hell?


ElessarElessar
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"wake up with this lead poisoning"
Okay so I think I slept for about 12 hours last night, no kidding. I was a sleepy mc-sleeperson last night and went to bed early. Was awakened by stupid kids running around yelling, but then they went to school so I was happy and went back to sleep.

I don't know what was going on in my head for the rest of the eleven hours, but one dream was about... A guy I work with. I think it was Halloween or something and Brandi was driving around... Kyra was with us too, I think. Well, we pulled up to a huge house and went inside. It was like a store or something. When we came back out onto the porch, there were three people sitting there. The boy I work with was on the floor with his legs crossed talking to two women in rocking chairs. I didn't know their names, but I tried to introduce them all to Brandi and Kyra. The boy (I really don't want to put his name in here) stood up to shake their hands. Kyra apparently didn't understand how to do a handshake and when he offered his right hand, she offered her left. So they were just kinda holding hands. He was like, "That's not right."
I laughed my butt off.
Then I walked out to the car to get in and drive and he followed me. I was at the front of the car and turned toward him, leaning onto the hood because he was so close to me. He was trying to say bye, I think, so I went to shake his hand (because a hug was out of the question!) and he did the same thing Kyra did. Instead of laughing along with me at this new inside joke, he was really holding my hand. Then he took my other one and we laced our fingers. It was really cute. Then he kissed me. heart




 
 
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