Actually this one has pretty bad tendinitis….
The weather in Pittsburgh is finally getting to the point where the air doesn’t make attempts to slap you in the face with a 12 degree windchill. Does that mean I’m enjoying the great outdoors? ehhh, I’m trying.
This weekend was marked by the 22 birthday of a dear friend who didn’t end up going out due to a cold. But the rest of us celebrated with her.
Saturday night consisted of leaving at 10, getting bored, coming back at 11:30, attempting to throw footballs, buying a sandwich, eating it, going back out, dancing, coming back, sleeping.
I had a very trippy dream where Pitt’s nuclear energy center leaked, a la Chernobyl. I was the only one who had realized this and I ran, but the radiation made it difficult and tiring. I made it to my friends car, drove away, warned some joggers about the leak on the way, and then pulled out my phone to FaceTime the friend whose car I just stole. But as she opened the Face time, I noticed that she was walking with me in the camera- but me from another dimension? Because I wasn’t existing in that dimension but in another, and I managed to cross dimensions and basically contact myself.
I guess this is what pink wine does to dreams? k
Anyway, photographed above is my Saturday night outfit contrasted with my Sunday morning outfit that I wore to meet my mother.