dear me

last night i had a dream...a really bizarre dream that a friend of mine and I were in this abandoned theme park. filled with bridges and such. reminded me of knott's berry farm. and then she fell in the water off the wobbly bridge. waiting for her was an croc. such as a crocodile it followed her...i swam away in hopes that she would be fine and then i woke up.

perhaps this is similar to the other dream i had about a friend being eaten by such a beast. maybe i am afraid to lose her.

i hate dreams.

on a totally unrelated note....

today the rest of the "morning's at seven" set will be moved into the theatre. which includes about 800 square feet of sod...as in grass...as in real live grass. with that...the sixty foot tree and the real trees spread all OVER the set, it will be a rather impressive trick of the eye. with two hours and about 20 people it will be completed. sometimes theatre life can be really exciting.

now i can only think what the person who delivered the sod must think....