The Dreaming
Stress and/or random dreams continue! Last night my friend's younger brother Jacob was called as a Mormon missionary. He decided this meant he needed to dye his hair dark and purge a derelict diner of it's vampire infestation. This diner seemed to be used as a barn at some point in time, as the straw content was abnormally high.
After the vampire slaughter (with katana, like you do) I attended his going away party in the church gym, where there were just enough balloons to look sparse and sad, red slushy punch, and lots of children pretending to swing dance. It was all very, very Mormon. Also, I got to watch instant replays of everything dumb I did. eeewwwww.
After the vampire slaughter (with katana, like you do) I attended his going away party in the church gym, where there were just enough balloons to look sparse and sad, red slushy punch, and lots of children pretending to swing dance. It was all very, very Mormon. Also, I got to watch instant replays of everything dumb I did. eeewwwww.