The next decade....what's in store?

Wedding

Had a strange dream last night. Dreamt that somebody called Daddy and asked him to drop off an outfit on Keeble Crescent which is around the road from us. But first, I had to press it. That is one of the most hated jobs for me.

There was a black pants suit, and a white tank top (which in real life I bought at Sun Island and wear to the gym) and a pink stretchy top. I pressed everything except the white top and pink top.

Daddy drove me around there and I found the house. It turned out to be a large house that several UWI students were living in. There was mess everywhere. And the bedroom had about six twin beds in it, the room was very bare. Definitely student accommodation.

It wasn't any of the students getting married. I guess the one I delivered it to was just attending.

After I left, got a call on the cell from the girl I dropped off the clothes to, to say that the tops weren't ironed!

Steups.

Posted by yamfoot at August 15, 2005 02:25 PM