(Apparently) these are the words I muttered, clear as day, in my sleep last night.
"Shhh.... We need to have a meeting about the salad bar. We have to discuss the state of the cous cous."
I do not remember this. I do not understand this.
Thoughts? Explanations?
7 comments:
Ha! Personally, I think Ryan's pulling your leg on this matter. Isn't that the only logical explanation? :)
I think the meaning of this dream is quite obvious. First, you said shh.... because meetings about salad bars are almost always confidential. Statistically, more work gets done around the salad bar than in any other type of interpersonal gathering, which is why salad bar meetings are ridiculously productive. The state of the cous cous is almost certainly code. I've done some research, and have narrowed it down to three equally distressing options! However, none of them can be discussed on a blog. Call me tomorrow!
Don't worry girlfriend, this morning I woke up on the boat freaking out because I dreamt forgot to give a table bread. Yeah - diggin in the fridge for bread. On a boat. Ugh.
And when are we going to hear about this - you, Miley and FAme??? tell me tell me tell me
Oh, anonymous, I'm dying to call you and find out the three interpretations of cous cous, but don't know who you are! :)
"Anonymous" has got to be Kasea, or my name isn't Elisabeth with an s!
Uh oh! BZ (I guess I can't call you that anymore, can I?), better change the spelling of your name! 'Anonymous' was my brother! I'm going to have to teach him about leaving anonymous comments on blogs. :)
Oh. Okay. Well, it was very Kasea-esque - in that it was hilarious. :)
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