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15 January 2003
 
I had another weird dream last night.

It out the back of my house and I think there was snow on the ground, but it was raining as well. I remember it was raining because I had an umbrella. So for some reason we were going out the back to wait for the bus. Yes, I was school-aged in my dream. So I walked out along the side of my house to see the road to see if the bus was coming. Well, in one of those dream-shifts, the road was the one I grew up on and there were other people there. I think they were people I went to HS with. So we were horsing around and I was pushed and I almost ran into an easel. Yes, there was a Chinese man painting in my dream. So I kinda smile at him, but he's pissed, and he goes to move his painting. Then I guess my punishement is that I have to paint to. So I get a canvass and some paint, and I'm painting this carriage scene and we're talking about serial murders and stuff. I think it might have had something to do with my painting, but I'm not sure.

But then I'm in school, and it's like the Middle School I went to school at. But I'm like faculty and we're in a classroom and the tv comes on and the comic-strip "Cathy" apparently had a yoga program. And it was on at noon, and the other teachers and I thought it would be cool to do that, but as the TVs were all on mobile carts and stuff, we had to reserve a cart for everyday at noon.

And in the meantime, I had a package to give to my dad. I had packed it, and I remember packing my fantabulous new wireless keyboard on top. And he's back from Taiwan and I give him the package, and lo and behold he's gotten himself a wireless setup himself.

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Yeah. Oh, Jen has an amusing convo on her blog.

Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 08:39