Some More Stuff

So I've been working from home lately to try to be as productive and focused as possible to get as much as possible done for this really complicated project due Monday. Laurence came by after he got done with work today, and he was like "how are you?" and I was like "I had a good day, I got so much stuff done" And he was like "You are amazing. You are like the textbook definition of an introvert: 'I spent the entire day without seeing a single person - I'm the happiest girl in the world!'"

I do like being at work with work people, they're fun people. Just...not when I'm trying to concentrate on something really difficult. :)

We went to Sarah and Tim's "rehearsal" dinner tonight, it was good times. Their wedding is tomorrow night, I think I will wear by grayish pinkish gap dress. And I will definitely remember to bring my camera, because I forgot it tonight and that made me sad. :(

We had this waiter who addressed the female members of our party as "milady." I hope they gave him an extremely large tip. :)

Laurence fixed my dryer by pulling off the broken "on" dial-knob thing, then pulling off the one from the timer, putting it on the "on" place and turning it. He's smart. :) Now I can...do...laundry...again. Boo!

Last night I had a dream that Sarah B and I were hanging out reading or eating or something on beach towels in this big yard, and she was like "I just don't understand why you're living in that one small room of your enormous house." I looked over, and we were in the yard of this house that used to be down the street from ours. I was like "oh...yeah...wow, I guess I *should* move into the master bedroom at least." So we went inside and started moving all my stuff from the small room to the *enormous* master bedroom. Then (still in the dream) I went over to Laurence's new apartment, which was on the ground floor at the end of a building that seemed to be sinking into the swampy ground. One corner of the apartment was at the bottom of a 2 foot slant from the other corner, and it was like the swamp outside had seeped into the place. I said something about how his apartment was "sinky" or something and he got upset, then I tried to apologize because I hadn't meant anything bad by it.