Tuesday, March 28, 2006
What goes on in my mind. . .
Oh man Am I ever a crreper! Not last night but the night before like the night of the 26th. . . *Checks the calender* yeah the night of the 26th, I had the weirdest dream. Okay I was like at my Grandparents house and it was this big family thing. For a bit of my dream I was just wandering aimlessly around their house and then I found myself at my dad's office in the city, but across the street where all the buildings were there weren't anything but fields and cows. But just on that one side, the rest of the buildings on the other side were still there. Anyway. And I'm with this woman and I have no idea who the heck she is but I'm trying to help her break into my dad's office to get some secret document thingie or something. And so she's in the front messing with the security codes and I'm trying to open the shop in the back. I find out that I can break the lock and that I can get in and I"m yelling that I got in and then sirens are going off and the police have this whacko woman and I'm running away and hiding behind all the crates in the back and I don't get caught. And then I'm back at my house, it's different from my grandparents house incase you didn't know, and I"m telling my mom about how I did all this and she's sitting on my bookshelf which is a pretty awesome feat considering it's tall and skinny and it's completely covered in crap, and she sitting there with her head against the wall with her tongue lolling out and her eyes are glazed over. . .
SEE WHAT I MEAN!?!?! I'm a total creeper! Maybe it was punishment for not going to church that Sunday. . .
But the other weird thing is that I credit myself with being a damn good theif. . .