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May. 29th, 2010 08:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntiemeeshI was at a seminar on veganism, with my dad. I'm not entirely sure why we thought this was a good idea, but we had some friends who were going and decided to go along. The speaker had just started his presentation - he skipped all the usual time-filling nonsense usually tacked on at the beginning of these things which I really appreciated - when there was a crash and a loud shattering sound.
I jolted up from bed to see that it was far too early to be up on a Saturday, realized the bizarre seminar was just a dream and dragged myself out of bed, looking for broken glass. Zoe was skulking around in the kitchen, looking as innocent as could be. Nothing broken there, so I staggered to the living room in a groggy daze, wondering what on earth I had out that was breakable.
After several minutes, several trips back and forth between living room and kitchen with nary a single piece of broken glass anywhere, I finally spotted my chimes lying on the carpet, all tangled together.
Relief! No broken glass to clean up. Sadly, sleep was not to be reclaimed. Something tells me it's going to be a long day.
I jolted up from bed to see that it was far too early to be up on a Saturday, realized the bizarre seminar was just a dream and dragged myself out of bed, looking for broken glass. Zoe was skulking around in the kitchen, looking as innocent as could be. Nothing broken there, so I staggered to the living room in a groggy daze, wondering what on earth I had out that was breakable.
After several minutes, several trips back and forth between living room and kitchen with nary a single piece of broken glass anywhere, I finally spotted my chimes lying on the carpet, all tangled together.
Relief! No broken glass to clean up. Sadly, sleep was not to be reclaimed. Something tells me it's going to be a long day.
