Here's what I dreamt about last night: LaRosa's pizza (stuffed) and either the lasagna or ravioli, I can't remember. In my dream, I ordered that because it was parent/teacher conferences. Then, my colleague across the hall who teaches Biology wanted Papa John's. Then that turned into me (in my dream), driving along, thinking about Bob Evans biscuits and gravy which I never order if I go there. However, in my dream, I missed the turn into Bob Evans driveway and couldn't turn around so I had to go to Perkins where I tried to order 1 scrambled eggs and a stack of pancakes. The waitress said there wasn't a way to order just one scrambled egg, I would have to order two. Um, 'scuse me? I think that if you just don't scramble up two, you just scramble up one, that should be "a way". Then I realized, "Oh, they use "powdered" or "substitute" eggs". Then I dreamt that I was in the back hallway at school washing dishes from my LaRosa's pizza, smoking a cigarette. Suddenly, one of my kids from school came back there whereupon, I let the cigarette, stuck in my mouth, fall into the sudsy water. The kid then says, he saw me smoking out on the street the day before(remember, I quit over a year ago). I told him: "Who the f*%k cares. Leave me alone." Way to set an example Muir.
So, who's going to bring me a stack of perking pancakes cause now I can't stop thinking about them!!!

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"perking" pancakes, eh? That's too funny!!
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