i think the stress of fenton working in melbourne is finally getting to me.
i had the most awful dream last night … fenton arrived home from places unknown & said he was asked by a group of women why on earth he was going out with someone like me, to which he said he responded “her breasts”. when i asked him if that was really the only reason, he said “well, duh, why else would i go out with you?”
then i woke up.
and punched him on the arm.