My Dreams

I don't normally remember my dreams, but the ones I do remember are often very strange. I like to put them here to share with the world. Newest at the top. Enjoy.

August 29, 2006: Mini-Holocaust

I was a Holocaust prisoner. Hitler was Kevin Spacey and Germany was my home. The other refugees and myself were locked in part of my basement while "Hiltler" and his crew lived upstairs. There was a lot of crying and every now and again one of Hitler's men would come take away one of the other girls. After weeks without food I finally snuck into to the loft above the garage where I stole from the great Pop-Tart stash. As I was sneaking back to the basement I was nearly caught by an S.S. man...I woke up shortly after that.

August ?, 2006: Jer calls the cops

I was working back-cash at McDonalds one morning when Jer, Jenn's husband came through the drive-thru in his semi-truck. While he was paying me for his breakfast I said, "Hey, aren't you Jenn's wife?" I'm unsure why I called him her wife, but he agreed. He then became angry and called the cops because he thought I was stalking the two of them. When the police arrived I pointed out that Jer had driven his semi through the drive-thru which is not allowed and they arrested him instead.