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So last night I was plagued by two nightmares.
The first was one where I went to the hair salon to get curls put into my hair but was talked into getting my hair cut into a bob. The rest of the dream I was a complete wreck. I cried...alot. I was afraid Vic would leave me if he found out what I had done.
So my question is...What does it mean about me that I had a nightmare about getting my hair cut short? I mean it didn't even look bad. I was just mortified.
The second was about St. Jude's hospital and how they lured me to their facilities with the request of me participating in a study. Once there they wrapped me in bubble wrap and told me they were going to put me in a 20 minute stasus. At this point I was suspicious of foul play and Vic and I escaped but uncovered their evil plot. They were taking survivors and transforming them into disks so they could sell "survivor stories" to the public to make more money. As we were running for our lives Vic got transformed and I had to carry him as we feld. Luckily he fit in my pocket as a "Book on CD" ^_^
In other news I have found a pair of shoes I want very badly. I have been on the search for amazing turquoise shoes. Unfortunately they are expensive :( As is the case with most awesome shoes.
The first was one where I went to the hair salon to get curls put into my hair but was talked into getting my hair cut into a bob. The rest of the dream I was a complete wreck. I cried...alot. I was afraid Vic would leave me if he found out what I had done.
So my question is...What does it mean about me that I had a nightmare about getting my hair cut short? I mean it didn't even look bad. I was just mortified.
The second was about St. Jude's hospital and how they lured me to their facilities with the request of me participating in a study. Once there they wrapped me in bubble wrap and told me they were going to put me in a 20 minute stasus. At this point I was suspicious of foul play and Vic and I escaped but uncovered their evil plot. They were taking survivors and transforming them into disks so they could sell "survivor stories" to the public to make more money. As we were running for our lives Vic got transformed and I had to carry him as we feld. Luckily he fit in my pocket as a "Book on CD" ^_^
In other news I have found a pair of shoes I want very badly. I have been on the search for amazing turquoise shoes. Unfortunately they are expensive :( As is the case with most awesome shoes.