I just cooked

I just cooked.

Wow, right?

Bought a stir fry mix - bean sprouts, red onion, peppers, corn, carrot, some white thing.

Plus prawns. I love prawns! YUM!

Plus a sauce - some oyster and garlic sauce.

Plus noodles, egg noodles.

Cooked them altogether.

Seasoning - chili powder and ginger.

Also made a smoothie.

2 bananas

1 kiwi

half of peach and cereal yoghurt

milk

The food wasn't the best, but I was hungry, so stuffed my face.

Smoothie's lovely and sweet.

Also bought Double Decker chocolate.

Yeah it says "milk chocolate with a soft, chewy nougat top & crunchy cereal bottom"

It tastes more like "milk chocolate with a soft, chewy toffee top & crunchy rice crispies bottom" to me.

Anyway, so I went to the shop before all this.

Really didn't like it.

I get really self concious when I'm the only person crossing the road when all those long lines of cars are wating after me.

Mh, I just hate all the traffic and the hustle-bustle.

It's so much better in my quiet little room.

Oh, paid 10 euro for the hospital bill.

Rockin' the REM with Chester Jenston

So, I had the weirdest dream this morning.

Had my window open and since there's like a transformers' gathering spot outside my window, the noise woke me up several times.

I guess that's why I never fell asleep deeply and had the chance to have this weird dream.

At first I was bathing my daughter who looked like a rag doll.

She jumped out of the bath and ran outside to play.

I ran after her to put a hat on her.

Then for some reason my bf was after me with no good intentions.

He then turned into my father.

So I got my daughter and we hid in the basement under the stairs.

Then all of a sudden I was attacked by this big burly man, wearing a tight gray short sleeved t shirt.

I kind of saw a sign under the stairs on the wall, that said Chester Jenston...or Jensen.

I was like, "Omg! It's Chester Jenston!"

He was sort of raping me, in doggy style if you must know.

I was freaked out at first and thinking, "Ew, a blond man is shagging me," (he had quite a puffy blond fluff on his head and I don't fancy blond men).

Then I told him, "Hey, this actually feels good."

And, "Can I put my daughter on the ground?"

For some reason we were floating while doing it and I had my daughter in my hands.

Anyway, then I woke up and went online to check who this Chester guy is.

Well, this is what I found when searching for Chester Jensen:

Does this look like a burly blond man wearing a tight gray T shirt?

Chester-Jensen are manufacturers of sanitary stainless steel heat exchange and processing equipment.

I have no idea why I got that name in my head.

Just got out of shower, will try to pay some of that hospital bill today. Got my money.

Feel shitty though...must be PMS.