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[deckardcanine]

I've noticed a pattern in my dreams: whenever someone courts me, that person is really not my cuppa tea, try as I might to be open-minded. First I was wooed simultaneously by a pair of randy, giggly women who looked older than my mom. Then there was a plain, overweight male. And a few nights ago was the worst yet: an emotionally deadened (tho still beckoning) woman whose torso was the width of my arm. Olive Oyl would be more promising.

These are my friggin' dreams. I have the worst of luck.

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Not sexy.

[-fairest.livejournal.com]

I used to have frustrating dreams about shopping! Either I' find some fabulous sweater and have no money to spend or else I'd have a ton of cash on me but there'd be nothing cute worth buying.

I've also had recurring dreams of walking in a Moroccan marketplace...hmm.

Oh, just as a frame of ref: I no longer shop in malls...mostly online.

Re: Not sexy.

[deckardcanine.livejournal.com]

This year, for the first time, I did all my gift shopping online. I had gone into Best Buy before, but between them having only a few items I sought and too long a line, I changed my mind.