Sleepless night

I had such a sleepless night last night. For one, I couldn't understand why I kept waking up sweating. The window was open, it wasn't hot, and I wasn't dressed warm or even covered up like that. Maybe a bad dream? Speaking of dreams, I had a weird dream where I met Lionel Richie and wanted to take a picture with him. But we could never get a picture together b/c something was always happening -- photographer didn't know what she was doing, she kept snapping pictures of someone/something else. It was weird. I just remember wanting a picture w/ Lionel Richie so bad. I don't know what in the world made me dream about him. I like his songs in the past, but I wasn't thinking about them recently.

Then I was scratching my legs all night. It came to a point that I was in pain. Let me explain b/c I probably sound weird. I had this "accident" w/ thigh high stockings. Usually (women might know this more than men) its a pain in the ass to wear stockings b/c when it comes time to hike them up, you're basically doing lunges and squats in the tiny stall to put them back in their proper place =P So I decided to solve that problem and buy thigh highs. Normally, like in the movies, women need a garter belt to keep the stockings up, but I saw this one that didn't require a garter belt and had its own non-slip technology going. My mistake. I didn't feel the pain until after lunch one day. Turns out it was too tight on the top which caused welts at first, then some cuts. I bruise easily, so it looks really bad with these lines on my thighs. Nice, right? So now I can't wear sweats or anything loose b/c it'll just irritate the cuts. Enough about that.

I had a nice "date" w/ Agatha last night. Dinner at a Thai restaurant and then walked a little on Austin Street, dessert at Piu Bellos, finally, Agatha grabbed some starbucks before heading out to Flushing. Our date was spontaneous and we always have fun when we hang out. I'll come out to NJ soon to visit her. I miss living w/ her.