kaciagemini

Is it bad that I want to go to McDonalds and buy a Happy Meal so I can get one of the Neopets toys?

In other news, I had a very weird dream last night...
See... I was pregnant. Neither Jen nor I seemed to be particularly bothered by how this might have come about and for some reason in the dream I apparently didn't know. o.O;; Immaculate conception? Anyway, during the first part of the dream, I guess I flew out to Maryland? And Jen and her mom (who mysteriously didn't seem to hate me anymore... maybe she was happy cuz she was getting grandkids?) came to pick me up and we stopped at Wal-mart, I think it was and suddenly there was like.. something wrong with the baby or something. We called 911 and they said they were sending out a helicopter to get me. I have no idea why they didn't just send an ambulance. But anyway, it took the helicopter an hour and half to get there and by that time I felt okay. I think they still took me in and checked up on me, but I dont really remember that part. The majority of the dream was just us sitting in front of the store trying to figure out what was taking the damn helicopter so long
During the second part of the dream, I'm not sure if I was still pregnant of if I'd already had the kid and it was just... off somewhere. I *think* I was still pregnant. But anyway, me and Jen were looking for an apartment close to campus because they wouldn't let it live in the dorm. (which I guess they probably wouldn't, cuz that would be... odd) Anyway, we couldn't find any apartments close to campus that we could afford, and we were trying to decide what to do. I think I was about to suggest we live at my house and commute when I woke up... still trying to problem-solve how to take care of my imaginary child. Very disturbing.

Apparently I should not go to bed early for it causes my brain to malfunction. I seriously fell asleep at like midnight last night, cuz I didn't feel well. And then I woke up at like 9 AM. Very odd.

I've caught up on all the webcomics that I regularly read.... and I really, really, *really* want a Remly mood theme... even though it costs $9 and I already give Catharsis more money than any other webcomic... and also despite the fact that I already *have* a cute mood theme that I like. Zoe told me I'm not allowed to get it. But I really want to. I could get it and use it whenever I get tired of this one...

Anyway, guess I'll go read some fic and stuff and entertain myself until Bruce is finished cooking.

Went to see Zoe's play this evening. Was very interesting as she was playing Kat in Taming of the Shrew...as a Western. They had cap-guns. Am v. disturbed. Nuff of that, now, let's move on to less disturbing thoughts... Nevermind, I don't have any less disturbing thoughts. In that case, let me tell you about this dream I had Monday night. In my dream, I had a baby. Which was odd enough in itself, especially since even in the dream I didn't seem to have been pregnant or given birth or anything, I just had the baby and I knew that it was mine. Anyway, so here I am, hanging out with my baby, wandering around the house, when suddenly I got very tired and I just couldn't hold up the baby anymore, and I dropped it! It was weird, it was like in slow-motion; I was diving for the baby and trying to catch her (not sure when I realized that it was a girl, exactly) but I just couldn't reach her in time. And as soon as the baby hit the ground... she turned into a *puppy*! What's up with that? And then the puppy, who looked an awful lot like the puppy I used to have, Stacie, went into the living room to play with Gallahad and run around and jump on the couch. And then I woke up. How weird is that? It's gotta mean something, right? No dream that strange can crawl up out of my subconscious while I'm sleeping without meaning *something*! Anyway, if you have any theories, let me know. This has been bothering me for *days* now! Gotta run, going to watch Celebrity Poker with Brad and Zoe in preparation for the round of Texas Hold 'Em we're all gonna play once Helen gets home from work. (The sad part is that all bets will come courtesy of my piggy bank) La la la... going away now!