I had the wierdest dream last night. I mean I have strange dreams naturally but this time I was under the influence of Tylenol PM.
It's still kinda vague but I know I was supposed to be stopping a poltergiest from terroizing my old elementary school and for some reason my only supplies were roach spray and a flashlight, but my partner and I were getting donations from all the students and teachers. Lot's of coins and some gym shoes.
It seems like most of the dream was the getting ready for ghost busting and fighting it off while we were packing.
I also remember traveling by boat... in the hallways.
Update: 4-12
Last night I dreamt that I was model. Tall and lanky. I didn't even have my face. Totally somebody else right? I was with two other models and we were just all over this mall snorting something. Weather it was supposed to be meth, coke... I'm not sure, but I felt completely out of control.
It was really strange and fun somehow. But, not because of the drugs like one would automatically assume.
It was the sneakiness.
I was seriously getting a rush from doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing and keeping it hidden.
I felt it while I was sleeping and I still felt it when I got up.
It was the damndest thing it was.
I'm getting the itch to do some research on dreams and sleeping pills.
It's still kinda vague but I know I was supposed to be stopping a poltergiest from terroizing my old elementary school and for some reason my only supplies were roach spray and a flashlight, but my partner and I were getting donations from all the students and teachers. Lot's of coins and some gym shoes.
It seems like most of the dream was the getting ready for ghost busting and fighting it off while we were packing.
I also remember traveling by boat... in the hallways.
Update: 4-12
Last night I dreamt that I was model. Tall and lanky. I didn't even have my face. Totally somebody else right? I was with two other models and we were just all over this mall snorting something. Weather it was supposed to be meth, coke... I'm not sure, but I felt completely out of control.
It was really strange and fun somehow. But, not because of the drugs like one would automatically assume.
It was the sneakiness.
I was seriously getting a rush from doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing and keeping it hidden.
I felt it while I was sleeping and I still felt it when I got up.
It was the damndest thing it was.
I'm getting the itch to do some research on dreams and sleeping pills.
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janet:
That sounds like a great plan! Whip yourself into shape and show off the results to us very appreciative sg folks! I look forward to it 
Nice piercing, by the way.
Nice piercing, by the way.
janet:
Thanks! I actually just dyed it black a couple days ago.