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tamara_russoOnly 59 days until Deathly Hallows reaches stores.
Oh. My. God.
Six weeks until we go to England and watch Tori's concert.
Everything is so damn close!!!
*~*
I'm at work stretching the time until 13:00 when I can go home. I doubt Motty will come today, so I have music on. I also finished all the things I needed to do, and I only have to call the traveling agency to try and get another two tickets to Barcelona for our contest winners.
The cafeteria has a nice buffet with cheeses and pastry, so I grabbed myself some to eat, it was nice.
Yesterday went smoothly, the picture of the soldiers is now in the paper and the convention was a success, but it tired me very much, so when I got home i had practically no strength. I went to sleep early and I slept pretty well, even though i woke up at 6:30.
I had a dream right before I woke up about me getting married. The dream kept jumping from a month before the wedding to the wedding day. A month before the wedding I drove the car to a place in Tel Aviv and parked it in a bad way [probably a glimpse of my parking yesterday when I got home... Heehee] and started walking around, looking for cats [?!?!?], and then I started crying, saying I don't want to get married without Efrat being at the wedding [probably because I've been thinking about her a lot lately], and then it was my wedding day, and my whole family was there, and my groom (have no idea how he looked), and all of a sudden a fire broke off in the hall where the Huppa was supposed to be at, and someone of my family tried to put it off with a fire extinguisher, and it didn't go off, and the fire men were already there, and I was screaming to everyone "Get out! Get out! I don't need you to die from a fire on this day!". After that we were all waiting outside (I think this place was some sort of a hotel, as I dream about hotels all the time), and then the fire was extinguished, and I remember I was running down the red-velvet-covered-stairs with my high heeled boots to check if the place could still have my wedding in, and that was when the alarm clock went off and I woke up...
Oh. My. God.
Six weeks until we go to England and watch Tori's concert.
Everything is so damn close!!!
*~*
I'm at work stretching the time until 13:00 when I can go home. I doubt Motty will come today, so I have music on. I also finished all the things I needed to do, and I only have to call the traveling agency to try and get another two tickets to Barcelona for our contest winners.
The cafeteria has a nice buffet with cheeses and pastry, so I grabbed myself some to eat, it was nice.
Yesterday went smoothly, the picture of the soldiers is now in the paper and the convention was a success, but it tired me very much, so when I got home i had practically no strength. I went to sleep early and I slept pretty well, even though i woke up at 6:30.
I had a dream right before I woke up about me getting married. The dream kept jumping from a month before the wedding to the wedding day. A month before the wedding I drove the car to a place in Tel Aviv and parked it in a bad way [probably a glimpse of my parking yesterday when I got home... Heehee] and started walking around, looking for cats [?!?!?], and then I started crying, saying I don't want to get married without Efrat being at the wedding [probably because I've been thinking about her a lot lately], and then it was my wedding day, and my whole family was there, and my groom (have no idea how he looked), and all of a sudden a fire broke off in the hall where the Huppa was supposed to be at, and someone of my family tried to put it off with a fire extinguisher, and it didn't go off, and the fire men were already there, and I was screaming to everyone "Get out! Get out! I don't need you to die from a fire on this day!". After that we were all waiting outside (I think this place was some sort of a hotel, as I dream about hotels all the time), and then the fire was extinguished, and I remember I was running down the red-velvet-covered-stairs with my high heeled boots to check if the place could still have my wedding in, and that was when the alarm clock went off and I woke up...
