The roof's DONE <big red 'done' stamp>
Managed to fit the old playset, basketball hoop, and two steel barrels in the dumpster too.
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I had my first SG dream last night. Yesterday I was looking at the SG Army page and looked at the sets from behind the scenes of the tours, just before I went to bed. Also, there's been some talk about how much publicity SG has been getting lately; Showtime, VH1, magazines, etc. I think that's what inspired the dream.
I was at an SG event. I was an outside observer of the dream. There were paparazzi everywhere. People lined a red carpet, screaming at and cheering the SGs as they arrived. A limo pulled up. Four SGs got out; Reagan, Chloe, Odette, and Fanny. Everyone cheered. All four were decked out like the alternative version of the Oscars. Flashbulbs were going off all around. Reagan led the group down the carpet with a look of determination on her face, looking like a champion fighter marching to the ring to defend the title.
A second limo pulled up. Another four SGs got out; London, Pearl, Snow, and Rose. London led the group, smiling at the crowd. People screamed questions, "Who are you wearing?" "What's your next movie?" "Will you marry me?" This foursome sauntered down the red carpet, waving and smiling. Each of them struggled to hear and answer questions as they made their way into the theater.
Somehow, I suddenly knew what the event was. It's going to be a competition of several groups of SGs putting on a show. Kind of an SG burlesque all-stars.
Two more limos pulled up. Two groups of four more SGs came out: Voltaire, Stormy, Shera, and Sicily; and Nixon, Zoe, Sid, and Apnea. (remember, this is my dream) As these eight were getting out of the limos, I woke up.
Damn. I would've loved to see that show.
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My football team is playing the local football team tonight. Starts at 9. I work at 630am. Leave my house by 550. TGFRB (Thank God For Red Bull)
Managed to fit the old playset, basketball hoop, and two steel barrels in the dumpster too.
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I had my first SG dream last night. Yesterday I was looking at the SG Army page and looked at the sets from behind the scenes of the tours, just before I went to bed. Also, there's been some talk about how much publicity SG has been getting lately; Showtime, VH1, magazines, etc. I think that's what inspired the dream.
I was at an SG event. I was an outside observer of the dream. There were paparazzi everywhere. People lined a red carpet, screaming at and cheering the SGs as they arrived. A limo pulled up. Four SGs got out; Reagan, Chloe, Odette, and Fanny. Everyone cheered. All four were decked out like the alternative version of the Oscars. Flashbulbs were going off all around. Reagan led the group down the carpet with a look of determination on her face, looking like a champion fighter marching to the ring to defend the title.
A second limo pulled up. Another four SGs got out; London, Pearl, Snow, and Rose. London led the group, smiling at the crowd. People screamed questions, "Who are you wearing?" "What's your next movie?" "Will you marry me?" This foursome sauntered down the red carpet, waving and smiling. Each of them struggled to hear and answer questions as they made their way into the theater.
Somehow, I suddenly knew what the event was. It's going to be a competition of several groups of SGs putting on a show. Kind of an SG burlesque all-stars.
Two more limos pulled up. Two groups of four more SGs came out: Voltaire, Stormy, Shera, and Sicily; and Nixon, Zoe, Sid, and Apnea. (remember, this is my dream) As these eight were getting out of the limos, I woke up.
Damn. I would've loved to see that show.
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My football team is playing the local football team tonight. Starts at 9. I work at 630am. Leave my house by 550. TGFRB (Thank God For Red Bull)
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