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My parents are friends with two couples that they've known since college. So all of us kids grew up together, etc. Last night I dreamt that one of the kids in one family was really the son of the dad of the other family. It was weird and I didn't like it. Why did I have to dream something disturbing like that, why couldn't it just be nice and Sherpa like, with soccerballs and stuff.

Blech

Last night I dreamt that I was looking myself in the mirror, but i had facial hair everywhere. I was a hairy lil' ol sherpa. The worst thing about it is i remembered shaving it off twice but to no avail, back it came with a vengance.

With tha KILL!!!!!!!!

Well, I got my wish, sorta. Last night's creation involved me being in this two-person team volleyball tournament. While volleyball was one of the activites that I did actually feel I could competently participate in during PE in junior high...There's no way I've got hops enough to punch like Misty May. And thus no way in hell I'd ever do something like that in real life. So in the dream the odd thing was my team partner was this guy (no clue who it was...) And I was wearing rasta colored socks. And I gratefully didn't have to actually play, because before we got to the court, someone had thrown slime and noodles all over the court. So instead I had to clean it up (and not show everyone what a sucky player I was? DARN!)

PS if the playing partner in question had been Matt Fuerbringer, I don't think I could have played either, because I would have been in gorgeousness-induced paralysis. 6' 7" Stanford grad, and an Aquarius. Unfortunately, married.

Darn you Betty!

So, last night the last thing i read was SaucyBetty saying how she's jealous of my dreams...Last night I proceeded to have a dream about three different dudes. All three were at my parent's house. I know the three from real life. Two in my ward and the other was an ex boyfriend. Well, the main part of the dream was me trying to make sure the three boys in the house didn't know of each other. And then my lil' bro was in the dream showing me a book...but i can't remember what the book was. The ex-boyfriend was putting the moves on, but I didn't want him to....mostly because i was mad that we hadn't communicated for over a month.

Somehow it seems appropriate here

Hey, so I have this dream of actually meeting Saucy Betty and I was talking to my folks yesterday and they mentioned going to LA or San Diego over Christmas.....................

I was going to post my latest dream here...

But honestly, who cares.

Could have done without that one.

So the dream last night was that my ex-something created a linkup profile because our mutual friend told him about the site. I was embarrassed that he'd read my profile because I'm fat. Now that I'm not in the reverie of dreamland, I can't tell you how many things are wrong with this scenario. One, the guy is married so I seriously doubt that he'd make a linkup profile; if he did because he was looking to "date"...who needs him! I will never reward a cheater. Two, if, indeed I am feeling fat, you can't tell it by looking at my profile picture, that's for sure. Three...I could give a crap about this guy! I haven't thought about him in years.

On a related note...notice how Ruby's dreams are all about Grandparents and soccerballs and Trader Joes? Things that have nothing to do with relationships/dudes. Another reason I envy the Ruby.

Indecision re: allocation of resources. In other words, boring.

Well this one is going to be a fragment. For those of you who don't know, I used to live in North County San Diego. Liked it lots. My grandma lived there too, in Oceanside, until she passed away on New Years this year. Anyway, in my dream last night, I was in a room, like a library or study in a house, and there were posters in a stack on this table that was pushed up against a book case. In my dream it was my Grandma's house, but in real life, it looked nothing like it. For some reason I was trying to figure out wether I wanted to go visit my old roommate that still lives down there. And then I woke up. It was a weird wake up though. Like I was in the middle of my dream, and suddenly my brain switched on and was like, "time to get up!"...at 5:45am. Thanks brain.