and then

I was in a store and a guy was telling me how amazing glue sticks are, like how innovative new technologies chicken doodles.
And I was like ya I know about glue sticks
and he was like oh if you want a double adhesive though, use this too
and he pulled out a $9 bottle of rubber cement, and I was like
uh ya I know about that and $9 is too much

so I found Sharon standing by the candy and told her about the bottle
and she said (in a Chex voice) Oh ya I'm not paying $9 for rubber cement

netty pot

Whoa.
ok so
Last night was very unrestful, perhaps because I fell asleep in a turtleneck and sweatshirt and jeans.
I had one dream that I was at a football game, sitting in the stands, and my nose was running profusely. I blew it in tissues and on sleeves and it wouldn't stop, so I hid under my seat and dug for scraps to keep blowing my nose in. I think I used some napkins, and then in a paper plate.
Then, my boss called me, and I walked several laps around the stadium with my snotty plate.

Then I had another dream where I couldn't get my socks off. It was really difficult, I spent hours trying to get them off.
I thought it might have been real, but when I woke up I was still fully clothed. So I changed from my turtleneck into a tshirt and went back to sleep.