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this whole week at my work there has been a festival of spirituality. these people are not your regular jesus freaks. . .they are the hippy variety. they choose not to wear shoes sometimes, which is disgusitng b.c the place is a cockroach haven in the summer, they smell like patchouli, the have loose fitting clothes that cover up a lack of bra's, and their children are running all over the campus. its like a hippie commune on the campus. my point in telling you all this is . .. they sing-loudly. my office is next to some classrooms and early in the morning they bust open the class with a rousing verse of some obscure god song complete with handclaps, guituars and even a tuba. i hate them and the perky spiritual song singing selves.
ok so somehowe are at my old grade schoolwhen we start to be attacked by air bombs. so i put paper plates over my heads, b.c you know they will fend of the bombs, and run into the church that is next door to the grade school with a bunch of other people. only the church is a huge warehouse where a whole bunch of families are already sitting 8 to a table like they are at a fancy dinner. i found your family first, and then mine was in a back room. only my grandparents werent there and my dad said they were just being stubborn as always and it wasnt a big deal, they next time someone does a drive thru sweep he would try to get them. i go back to the other room and you are at a table saying you need to go get gregg from the airport . . . and you were dressed very fancy like a dress with no back, i want to say it was hot pink but i'm not sure, and your hair come down to your upper back. some other person offers to drive you at the same time i offer and you said we will take both cars b.c his bags wont fit in the other person's car and i know how to get there. . .he was at a house on a cross street with keswick on keswick was downtown and not in glenside. we were on the vine street expressway and i called up to the other car, b.c you guys were in front of me, and said we should take 8th street and the lady who was driving you rolled her eyes like i was an idiot and you both started laughing at me (boo to you). we pick up gregg, he throws his stuff in my car, and we are off. i should mention that the whole time it is lightning and bomb are going off. we get back to the warehouse and eveyone sits down to this formal dinner. halfway through dinner joanie gets up and says she is going to play and song and dedicate it to me (like i was a celebrity), so the dj starts to play the song. i go up to the front, put my hand on your mom's shoulder and say i think it would be much better if joanie played it herself. joanie then breaks out her violin and plays it. it was like a huge farewell party or something. . somewhat chaotic the whole time but i'm not sure why. plus the whole time i was looking around for the greg filosa, of previous dream, and he wasnt there. the end.
ok so somehowe are at my old grade schoolwhen we start to be attacked by air bombs. so i put paper plates over my heads, b.c you know they will fend of the bombs, and run into the church that is next door to the grade school with a bunch of other people. only the church is a huge warehouse where a whole bunch of families are already sitting 8 to a table like they are at a fancy dinner. i found your family first, and then mine was in a back room. only my grandparents werent there and my dad said they were just being stubborn as always and it wasnt a big deal, they next time someone does a drive thru sweep he would try to get them. i go back to the other room and you are at a table saying you need to go get gregg from the airport . . . and you were dressed very fancy like a dress with no back, i want to say it was hot pink but i'm not sure, and your hair come down to your upper back. some other person offers to drive you at the same time i offer and you said we will take both cars b.c his bags wont fit in the other person's car and i know how to get there. . .he was at a house on a cross street with keswick on keswick was downtown and not in glenside. we were on the vine street expressway and i called up to the other car, b.c you guys were in front of me, and said we should take 8th street and the lady who was driving you rolled her eyes like i was an idiot and you both started laughing at me (boo to you). we pick up gregg, he throws his stuff in my car, and we are off. i should mention that the whole time it is lightning and bomb are going off. we get back to the warehouse and eveyone sits down to this formal dinner. halfway through dinner joanie gets up and says she is going to play and song and dedicate it to me (like i was a celebrity), so the dj starts to play the song. i go up to the front, put my hand on your mom's shoulder and say i think it would be much better if joanie played it herself. joanie then breaks out her violin and plays it. it was like a huge farewell party or something. . somewhat chaotic the whole time but i'm not sure why. plus the whole time i was looking around for the greg filosa, of previous dream, and he wasnt there. the end.