Dear World,
So the other night, I had a wedding dream. That's right, those are starting already. Awesome.
I was late to my own wedding. I was waiting to use the shower because I had to share it with my mom. Then I couldn't find my friend Laura (who I haven't seen since 9th grade) because she was supposed to style my hair. THEN I caught a cab, but didn't know how to describe where we were going. I just knew it was on the other side of the island we were on. After freaking out in the cab, getting to my location, I felt a tooth wiggle with my tongue. I pushed it out, spitting the tooth out into my hand. I felt the empty space of gum with my tongue and tasted the warm metallic blood in my mouth. While doing that, I felt another tooth wiggle. All at once, I'm spitting gobs of teeth out into my hands, and I am left toothless. And late. To my own wedding. Lovely.
In other news, I need a second (third?) job. I am broke. I have a lot of saving to do for this move, and I'm still buried in hospital bills from September. No wonder I'm having stressy nightmares.
On to the job hunt!
Love,
Stephanie
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