Sep 27, 2009 14:50
So two nights ago, I dreamt I was fighting terrorists with Harrison Ford. He was kicking some ass, too.
Last night, I dreamt the whole family was back home - Mom, Dad, both sisters, and me. We were helping with renovations. The basement was a LOT bigger in my dream than it is in real life - and Dad got someone to agree to rent it out for 3,600 bucks a month.