Showing posts with label Concerts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Concerts. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Quickly

Jeezo, sorry for the lack of posts lately! I have had a crazy week. My new job is expecting 20 hours a week from me, and I'm trying to study for finals and work at Sushi Q at the same time. It probably doesn't help that I scheduled two trips to San Diego in May, and am seeing Coheed and Cambria tomorrow. TOMORROW! I cannot wait.
Anyways, here's a quick recap from my weekend.





Now, off to bed. I have to wake up tomorrow, meet my Census boss at 8:15, print photos for Andy's mom at 8:45, be at Bible Study Fellowship by 9:15, and hopefully will have time to squeeze in a nap before I leave for Walnut Creek at 1, because I am going to see Coheed and Cambria, and I am about to pee my pants just thinking about it.

OKAY BYE!!!!!!!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Yes,
this is what happy Zandra looks like.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Wild Weekend

Well, as wild as my life can get.
Last night I went to one of my friend's shows which was fun. This morning I was talking to my grandpa about what was new and I told him that, and he said, "what kind of concert?" and I said, "a rock concert!" He replied, "you? Rock concert?" Mean. Do I really look that girly and baby?
Last night I also had a weird dream. I have reoccurring places in my dreams, and this one shows up a lot. I'm working at Sushi Q, but the restaurant is sort of outside, and looks like it's on a private golf course or something. Anyways, I was hostessing and Kohei (sushi chef) asks me to babysit these 6 little kids instead of hostessing, and they were somehow related to the Flanigans. I felt it was needed for me to personally get to know each kid as we shopped around this Disneyland-like gift shop. But the dream just became more and more odd the longer I was asleep.
For the record: I have had two dreams about being pregnant in the past month. Creepy. This time around I was only have one child though. All I can really remember is going to work and telling Sarah (waitress) that I was pregnant and that my belly felt sooo weird, and I was only a couple of weeks pregnant but you could already tell I was pregnant. She replied with, "Gosh, it's only the size of like, Orzo or something." Which is a pasta, I believe?


Thanks for that image, Sarah. I mean, subconscious Zandra.

Question of the blog:
Do you ever have reoccurring dreams?