chain of fools (unedited album version) | aretha franklin
breakfast: smoothie (mixed berries, greek yogurt, and orange juice) and scrambled eggs.
lunch: tasty thai food at pa naeng thai restaurant for la’s birthday/bridal shower lunch. there were fruit tarts, chocolate mousse, and bridal bingo.
ensemble: i wore the orange paisley dress/cowboy boots/black cardigan. i changed into the charcoal dress/cream knit sweater, cream sweater tights, live/laugh/love necklace, nerd frames, and cowboy boots for lexie’s “i hope there’s no regrexting” birthday shindig at clyde’s.
dream: i was at stephanie and raquel’s house (though they had a cute little garden) and jh had painted blue lotus flowers onto a cake. steph and i were singing etta james’s something’s got a hold of me and pa joined in. pa and steph had amazing singing voices - i was so proud and wanted to film it. i was sitting in suzanne’s office in the mason faculty building (there is no mason faculty building) and i met a diego luna/sean penn charming type who apparently worked for the agency and observed my whereabouts/actions at mason for four months as a covert training op. he had a notebook full of what was essentially vain vina and via vina things with my internet history (you don’t need to be seeing that, people.) and all the spy/stalker things. what the invasion of my privacy? we walked under the bridge/drove in the red convertible and he and some lady were going to jump off/escape with parachutes. justin and i grabbed hold of them and we went in the air instead of down. justin was holding a kid (goat) and i was laughing so hard that i woke myself up.
