ships passing in the night

Last night I talked to a friend whom I hadn't talked to in a while. I called to say hi because it was his birthday and such. We chatted a while and agreed that we should get together for dinner sometime (who knows if we actually will, heh, but at least we both agreed that we *should*).

This friend of mine, H, has a friend (or an ex-friend) named Joe. I've met Joe a couple of times but wouldn't really say I "know" him other than in passing. A while ago, there was some major drama where a girl dumped H and took up with Joe. Much angst and feelings of betrayal ensued. So, last night H tells me that Joe and the girl got married recently. Cue more angst. :(

Now, Joe, in my limited memory of him, bears a bit of a physical resemblance to skreeky's husband, Jon. I'm not saying they're twins separated at birth or anything, but given that it has been a while since I saw either of them in person, in my mind they look the same. Plus their names are similar. And so it happens that last night I had a very muddled, murky dream in which Joe and Jon were the same person, and skreeky and the girl who is now Joe's wife were both involved, and much drama continued to ensue, in typical bizarre dream fashion.

All of which is simply to say that I am a dork and have been dreaming a lot lately about people I haven't seen in a long time. Also showing up in my dreams recently have been queenalia, ladyvyola, and a not-sure-if-I-should-call-her-ex friend who several months ago announced that she never wanted to see me again, but did so to my mom rather than to me (long story) and I keep telling myself I should write to her but of course in my less-than-copious free time it doesn't happen.

Sorry for that last sentence; it should be taken out to a meadow somewhere and put out of its misery. Alas.

Anyway, to sum up: me = dork.