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So I'm on the couch again, watching Kenshin. Being sick and weak is kinda nice because it gets me off my feet and relaxing. I haven't been able to relax for a while. Tomorrow I get to decide on this apartment I am looking at. I hope nothing seems really wrong with it. If so I think I'll still take it, but I might ask for it to be priced lower.
But besides that, I'm happy to say that I've been dreaming again. It's been a long time since I've dreamed and remembered. I had this one where I was looking at my car with my dad and he started checking out this girl who was riding in my car. Then he was Red from "That 70's Show." I was Eric and saw Red cheat on my mom. I was going to tell her, but then we were going to be attacked by zombies so we started running. We ran up a stairway to this weird fuse box that was somehow tied to the zombies. I thought we were going to die so I told Kitty about Red while she was flipping the fuses. The zombies got closer, Kitty froze on the last fuse, she was hurt and stunned, but then her fingers flipped the final fuse and the zombies stopped. At that moment I was ashamed I told her about Red because now that we were in no danger she had to deal with the pain of the situation.
My other dream was weird and involved people that I worked with at camp. They were coming over to see my place before I moved. We were walking along the street, on both sides, and cars drove by pissed at the poor etiquette of us "Cleveland" people, which was funny because we were in the country not the city and none of us are from Cleveland. Anyways, so we wondered the streets and got to my house. I wanted to show them this awesome painting, but it was no where to be found. I think I was half asleep and half awake because I kept visualizing the painting above my couch. I can't remember what happened, but it was weird.
Oh well, I'm dozing again. Screw being sick, but I'll enjoy what I can. I hope I have more weird dreams.
But besides that, I'm happy to say that I've been dreaming again. It's been a long time since I've dreamed and remembered. I had this one where I was looking at my car with my dad and he started checking out this girl who was riding in my car. Then he was Red from "That 70's Show." I was Eric and saw Red cheat on my mom. I was going to tell her, but then we were going to be attacked by zombies so we started running. We ran up a stairway to this weird fuse box that was somehow tied to the zombies. I thought we were going to die so I told Kitty about Red while she was flipping the fuses. The zombies got closer, Kitty froze on the last fuse, she was hurt and stunned, but then her fingers flipped the final fuse and the zombies stopped. At that moment I was ashamed I told her about Red because now that we were in no danger she had to deal with the pain of the situation.
My other dream was weird and involved people that I worked with at camp. They were coming over to see my place before I moved. We were walking along the street, on both sides, and cars drove by pissed at the poor etiquette of us "Cleveland" people, which was funny because we were in the country not the city and none of us are from Cleveland. Anyways, so we wondered the streets and got to my house. I wanted to show them this awesome painting, but it was no where to be found. I think I was half asleep and half awake because I kept visualizing the painting above my couch. I can't remember what happened, but it was weird.
Oh well, I'm dozing again. Screw being sick, but I'll enjoy what I can. I hope I have more weird dreams.