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Jan. 9th, 2005
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still smokin' the good stuff....
Jan. 9th, 2005 02:20 pm( How did drama nerd even PLACE?! I hate the stage.. )
Latest edition of A.Non's cracked out dreams, volume n: Visiting a coffeehouse blessed with an obscure, difficult to decipher menu when really all I want is a coffee and a brownie. Waiter-person tries desperately to talk me into a la mode brownie when I insist I can't eat ice cream (yes, ladies and gents, I'm lactose-intolerant even in my dreams :P). Said waiterperson finally talks me into frozen yoghurt + brownie which winds up being a sticky, sugary mess of vanilla frozen yoghurt, chocolate brownie with chips and melted caramel.
Everyone gets mad at me because I'm so intent on figuring out the menu that I neglect to socialize. Finally get my order done and take a subway from the coffeehouse 20 feet to the next shop, where the dream dissolved into a diatribe against the American need for novelty and convenience, ending with amusement-park planes taking flight to shoot down pterodactyls.....
No, I can't MAKE this stuff up, except I evidently can when I'm asleep...
Latest edition of A.Non's cracked out dreams, volume n: Visiting a coffeehouse blessed with an obscure, difficult to decipher menu when really all I want is a coffee and a brownie. Waiter-person tries desperately to talk me into a la mode brownie when I insist I can't eat ice cream (yes, ladies and gents, I'm lactose-intolerant even in my dreams :P). Said waiterperson finally talks me into frozen yoghurt + brownie which winds up being a sticky, sugary mess of vanilla frozen yoghurt, chocolate brownie with chips and melted caramel.
Everyone gets mad at me because I'm so intent on figuring out the menu that I neglect to socialize. Finally get my order done and take a subway from the coffeehouse 20 feet to the next shop, where the dream dissolved into a diatribe against the American need for novelty and convenience, ending with amusement-park planes taking flight to shoot down pterodactyls.....
No, I can't MAKE this stuff up, except I evidently can when I'm asleep...