Recap

First of all, strange dreams last night. mostly unassociated moments of pure fantasy.

Going to some concert with tiffany, like being young again, getting ready, running late, and then through the darkness finding her car. We took turns driving. I had peeled oranges.

Andrea and I talking about a something or other. I think I remember hanging out with her, but really no more than that.

Something to do with an argument with my parents.

And then a full dream: I was living in a large, hotel-room like, apartment with 6 other people. 1 of whom I was dating and falling madly in love. He wasn't there though, we were all lazing about, sheets and blankets and clothes everywhere. I was counting my condoms as if it were money, stacking them out, and restacking them. I lost a few, but found them and continued counting. Just then, my new friend/boyfriend comes in with his family, havnig just picked them up from the airport and there I am, surrounded by condoms. I'm mortified and try to hide. My boyfriend doesn't introduce me. All of the people we live with, including some of their friends (pretty girls that I'm jealous of) leave to eat dinner. Everyone is dressed up. They look like they're going to a really fancy club or the opera. I find out their going to a show. I didn't know it was formal attire so I quickly rush to get dressed. I pull out all these clothes from drawers, some are huge even though they say the right size. None of them fit me. Some are just too ugly to wear. My friend/boyfriend is sweet and slightly embaressed by the condom incident. He tells me to get ready and he'll see me later. I am both infatuated and happy. At the restaurant, while it is rather dark, at a table of 16, i realize we're just at the cheescake factory and I didn't need to dress up. In my head, I laugh at the stupidity of everyone for thinking it was such a fancy place.

And that was just last night!

ANYWAYS!

This weekend Adam and I did quick style makeovers for my new old clock (now considered 3rd hand) and my old old typewriter. Both I bought on ebay and both were awful colors.

The typewriter I got over a year ago. It was my first ebay purchase and it left be disheartened and dejected. It was an ugly brownish grey with a slight toning of blue. I had expected it to be a medium enjoyable blue. The case was dirty, ripping, and gross. The whole thing just smelled weird, felt dirty, and left a bitter feeling in my mouth.

But! Adam took it all apart, repainted all of the peices, a pretty color I picked out. And then I cleaned the whole thing with alcohol, including the inside keys parts that I cleaned one by one with a dentist like pick tool. It isn't splendid or beautiful or anything. But it's looking a LOT better! Next week I'm redoing the case!

And my flip clock I did all by myself. I took it all apart and sanded all the old paint down. I spray painted it (the same color as the typewriter) and cleaned out all the other parts. As I was putting it together, there was ONE screw that simply needed to be tightened. It was giving me a hard time, so I ask adam to do it for me. His hand slips and smashes the stuff inside, breaking the clock. Not break-breaking, but something is most definately off now. We tinkered with it FOREVER and I think-think-think its fixed now. But will make no promises. it's MOSTLY fixed... I think.

Pictures, just a few from the many I took.