Clean out my closet for Good Will.
That was easy, and it felt pretty good. The pile also included some things from the hall closet and three pairs of shoes. Now I just have to get the bag of things for Good Will to Good Will. I was having bizarre dreams this morning. For some reason I went on stage with Kate while she did some stand-up routine, which included us swallowing some pills which I find out were anti-depressants, causing me to snuggle deeper into bed and not want to get up because my body was in a happy-feel-good place. Next thing I know I'm at a taekwondo studio with my old cheerleading squad and we are told by the Korean team (what?) that we need four people to act as junior varsity captains, even though they didn't have to compete. So I head off to find some suckers to stand in. I see a few people with whom I went to school with, and the only person who agrees to help is my fucked-in-the head ex-boyfriend from my senior year in high school. He helps me to find more people, but I realize that the varsity group was already doing their taekwondo...with chairs, and without me. I am too late.
Whatthefuck?
