monet

So I had a dream the other night that I worked for Freddy Kruger. I was his mistress, and I also killed people. I had this gun, but it was weird because it was a squirt gun. Somehow, it managed to penetrate bullet holes into the person's body. But they never died, they just moaned in horror. Is that morbid or what? Sometimes morbid ideas are kind of funny to me. Well not this one. It's just plain weird. And what does it entail? What does it all mean?

I'm not the one to ever brag. But one thing I do know, is that I'm actually a rather sweet person. I come from a sweet and caring family, so I know I'm a nice person. Why would I dream of something like this? And do you know I've never even seen a full Freddy Kruger movie? I just can't watch them. They scare the bejeebies out of me! And he's just too damn ugly to look at anyways.

Why? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

Hopefully I'll have sweet dreams tonight, in the next 4 1/2 hours i have to sleep before it's time to go to work. We'll see. Someone help me!


Edited to include:
I stretched my ears again this morning. They hurt like a BITCH right now!!!!!!

oooops, did I just say that? Sorry, that was naughty!