Apr 06, 2007 21:22
I had a very odd dream about jet trails last night, probably because I was watching all the jets overhead yesterday...in the dream it was nighttime, and Wimbledon had just finished so loads of people were flying back to their countries (wtf). More planes than usual were flying and their jet trails were glowing white in the moon and there must have been at least twenty of them, all crisscrossing in opposite directions. I decided to stay up all night with the camera, because several of the jets were sure to crash into each other and explode and I could sell the pictures to a newspaper.
I think my dreams can expose my more ruthless side, such as the one in which everyone on Earth was going to die, but I was getting away in a spaceship, so I ran up to Michael O'Reallaigh and stole his concertina, figuring that he wouldn't be needing it. LOL.
The weather was a bit cooler today. I played lots of badminton with Daddy and the boys. I think it's good that I've discovered a sport that I like and can play (sort of) because I really need the exercise. I get out of breath from even the slightest thing. Anyway, I'm dead tired now and my feet and arm hurt.
Not sure what I'll do now...maybe I'll watch the taped Doctor Who with my father and then the taped Desperate Housewives with my mother. TV goodness for everyone!
freaky dreams,
tv