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Saturday, September 1, 2007

A nightmare

I dreamt last night that David was pregnant --
and I was NOT happy about it.
"How the hell did that happen?" I demanded.
"I don't know!" he protested.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Frank said...

David? Pregnant?

He does not have the temperment for it.

September 1, 2007 at 7:50 AM  
Blogger RandomReality said...

I dreamt that I was a reporter on deadline with three stories due and that I couldn't find my desk, because the office manager had rearranged the office and moved my desk and computer, but wouldn't tell me where.

September 3, 2007 at 9:59 AM  
Blogger Pamela said...

Well, who's psychic now???

September 3, 2007 at 7:08 PM  
Blogger Mary Ellen said...

No, he definitely does not have the temperament for it. (Except the ice cream part.)

You can not underestimate the importance of the placement of the desk in the newsroom. I was always lucky -- with a window and/or proximity to Noah's snack drawer. And now (drumroll, plz) I have AN OFFICE!!

September 4, 2007 at 5:50 AM  

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