dreams. again.
So more weird dreams last night.
Started out in a lab, doing experiments on mice. We were attaching these little claw things to them, giving them a jolt of electricity, and bringing them back to life. I think they might have died of some disease, and when we brought them back, they were healed. For some reason, instead of a mouse, I had a black and white gerbil. And once he was healed, he took off. A bunch of us were scurrying around trying to catch the little bugger.
Then I was in some apartment. I guess I had moved there with Dennis. We were trying to set up our stuff. He had his room, I had mine. It took awhile to find the second bedroom though, cause at first we mistook it for the living room. The living room was an actual room, not just an open area. I was really aggravated till we found the other bedroom. Then, I was getting ready to go to work or leave for CrossFit or something, and he was hanging out by the door, smoking and Quasi got outside. I insisted that Quasi get back inside, because I didn't want her out the whole time I was gone. Dennis kept saying "don't worry, I'll put her back in when I go in" but I didn't trust him and I made sure Quasi had come back inside before I left. I was really pissed off about this for some reason.
Oddly, I think that second part had something to do with my mom frustrating me before bed last night. How is it that that woman can make me go from fine to RAGE in 2.3 seconds?
Started out in a lab, doing experiments on mice. We were attaching these little claw things to them, giving them a jolt of electricity, and bringing them back to life. I think they might have died of some disease, and when we brought them back, they were healed. For some reason, instead of a mouse, I had a black and white gerbil. And once he was healed, he took off. A bunch of us were scurrying around trying to catch the little bugger.
Then I was in some apartment. I guess I had moved there with Dennis. We were trying to set up our stuff. He had his room, I had mine. It took awhile to find the second bedroom though, cause at first we mistook it for the living room. The living room was an actual room, not just an open area. I was really aggravated till we found the other bedroom. Then, I was getting ready to go to work or leave for CrossFit or something, and he was hanging out by the door, smoking and Quasi got outside. I insisted that Quasi get back inside, because I didn't want her out the whole time I was gone. Dennis kept saying "don't worry, I'll put her back in when I go in" but I didn't trust him and I made sure Quasi had come back inside before I left. I was really pissed off about this for some reason.
Oddly, I think that second part had something to do with my mom frustrating me before bed last night. How is it that that woman can make me go from fine to RAGE in 2.3 seconds?