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Pillsbury Doughboy
Sep. 11th, 2003 11:05 pmAfter talking to Tara (instant messaging, that is) last night, I must have had some thoughts of her relative that had worked with Johnson & Johnson...that's the only association I can figure for this, except for some stuff I've been reading at Courtship Connection about young ladies just beginning courtships, one with a guy that I don't think she's met yet.
I went to bed, and towards morning had a dream...it makes me laugh to think of it now. My mom announced to me that someone with the identity stated in my title had called, and that she and my dad had agreed that we could have one year for our courtship before marrying. I have no idea why I dreamed that, and even less why it happened to be "Pillsbury Doughboy." I NEVER think about him (whoever "he" is)...but dreams end up associating the strangest things. At least I was in our house here instead of the one in Hawaii. (I hate it when I dream that I was there...which I did not too long ago...I dreamed that I had missed my first biology lab, but not because I hadn't risen in time--just because I was sick and not paying enough attention to the clock. Weird.)
So, anyway, I'm looking up stuff about PD, and all I've found so far is some humor. Actually, I found it while looking for something about alternatives to swearing...and it reminded me that I wanted to look PD up.
Speaking of alternatives to swearing, I just remembered what mine is (at least for something mild), Jennifer! It's clicking my tongue. LOL! Of course, if I am really upset, I'm likely to say more--not swearing, but speaking in a way that is far from kind (sarcasm).
Actually, this post was supposed to be funny...oh, well. At any rate, it's very "random" (see, there's an overused word that I enclosed in quotation marks...because I despise the people who overuse it...not intentionally, just unintentionally).=)
I went to bed, and towards morning had a dream...it makes me laugh to think of it now. My mom announced to me that someone with the identity stated in my title had called, and that she and my dad had agreed that we could have one year for our courtship before marrying. I have no idea why I dreamed that, and even less why it happened to be "Pillsbury Doughboy." I NEVER think about him (whoever "he" is)...but dreams end up associating the strangest things. At least I was in our house here instead of the one in Hawaii. (I hate it when I dream that I was there...which I did not too long ago...I dreamed that I had missed my first biology lab, but not because I hadn't risen in time--just because I was sick and not paying enough attention to the clock. Weird.)
So, anyway, I'm looking up stuff about PD, and all I've found so far is some humor. Actually, I found it while looking for something about alternatives to swearing...and it reminded me that I wanted to look PD up.
Speaking of alternatives to swearing, I just remembered what mine is (at least for something mild), Jennifer! It's clicking my tongue. LOL! Of course, if I am really upset, I'm likely to say more--not swearing, but speaking in a way that is far from kind (sarcasm).
Actually, this post was supposed to be funny...oh, well. At any rate, it's very "random" (see, there's an overused word that I enclosed in quotation marks...because I despise the people who overuse it...not intentionally, just unintentionally).=)
