blogging from the gym...

in between pilates and yoga. hm not really feeling like doing cardio. feel like reading. still have not finished last week's TIME.

had a delicious dream last night. see yesterday i remember i was washing my hands and i realized that it had been some time since i'd dreamed about kissing someone. and what do you know, i had a makeout dream.

i invented the image of the person with whom i was making out, though i did assign him a personality (that of someone i know). he was a good kisser, had a great body (ie, not he-man cut, but fit, like he does a sport and only lifts weights once in a while). slightly taller than myself. i remember being in a hotel room, kissing, then the kisser implying that we do more than that, but i behaved myself like the good girl that i am (really! if in my dream it had gone beyond kissing i would have written something "but good girls don't kiss and tell").

except there was this blonde girl, who was his friend. she had long blonde (though scraggley) hair, and drove one of those old cars that had the bird decal on the hood. it was old. i hung out with her because she somehow was my connection to the kisser. towards the end of the dream though, we were (me, blonde girl, boy) sitting around a kitchen or a bar table talking, and she yelled at me, "why do you always have to talk so loud!!!???"

nice, no? i mean, the part about the guy.