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I'm sitting around the house in my PJs! That's right, I don't have to go to work until noon cuz' I'm taking pictures of a drug bust today! Don't know if it's going to be of the trailer trash or the ghetto variety but I'm looking forward to it. The wife wondered if I get a bullet proof jacket but I hope it's not going to be a hostile event.
Last night I dreamed that we moved next door to Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston by a lake. Their house was a lot bigger. Later I was in a huge, older house nearby that my parents and grandparents all moved into. It was the size of an apartment building. I was a little pissed that my folks sold their house without telling me. Plus, there were lots of strangers wondering around, it was like a hotel more than a private home. So Brad Pitt and myself were checking the place out with some other random people when we discovered a secret room in the middle of the house. This is when things got a bit weird. The secret room was some sort of Asian decorated martial arts fighting area that apparently was once used in a Bruce Lee movie. Upon finding it everyone was like "We've been looking for this!" and started fighting. Brad Pitt came after me with a pair of nunchucks and I tried to stab him with my kitchen knife (a Henckel four-star, ideal for stabbing movie stars or chopping veggies). After a while I told everyone we should stop or someone was going to get hurt, and that was that.
Last night I dreamed that we moved next door to Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston by a lake. Their house was a lot bigger. Later I was in a huge, older house nearby that my parents and grandparents all moved into. It was the size of an apartment building. I was a little pissed that my folks sold their house without telling me. Plus, there were lots of strangers wondering around, it was like a hotel more than a private home. So Brad Pitt and myself were checking the place out with some other random people when we discovered a secret room in the middle of the house. This is when things got a bit weird. The secret room was some sort of Asian decorated martial arts fighting area that apparently was once used in a Bruce Lee movie. Upon finding it everyone was like "We've been looking for this!" and started fighting. Brad Pitt came after me with a pair of nunchucks and I tried to stab him with my kitchen knife (a Henckel four-star, ideal for stabbing movie stars or chopping veggies). After a while I told everyone we should stop or someone was going to get hurt, and that was that.