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Okay, well, I'm still here, still functioning, still moving along through the trials and tribulations which we call life!

And that's all about me.

Okay, so, I had a dream. I'm going to recall it because it made absolutely no sense and it made me late for work.

It started out with a day at work, though, apparently everyone was excited for a party which was going on at 'my school'. Well, when everyone is all off ( somehow all at 5 o clock ) we head over and on the way there we take a side street near my house ( which is suddenly in a town 20 miles away ) and we end up at the school. The school is large, very large, and the actual layout of the place is very similar to a small courtyard of a two story mansion. There is a large fountain, a balcony and underneath and on the side, there are classrooms and people are absolutely everywhere.

I would call it a school reunion, but I knew very little people there and it wasn't 'my school'. I walked around, had a punch cup and was just mingling with my co workers when I ran into an old friend from school ( my real school now ) and we started talking. Before ,in middle school, he picked on me a lot because of my 'stature' but as time went by, people always change and I'm actually friends with him now. But in my dream, I just remembered all of what had happened in middle school and it started re-happening with him picking on me so I just exploded on him and yelled at him and there was the obligatory 'circle' around us while that was going on.

Because of this, the principle ( or head honcho of the party ) came out and told me I had to go and all my friends came with me saying that it wasn't fair and that the party was lame anyway and we could have our own party.

So we all head off to our cars, I get to mine and it's a convertible ( not that i'm complaining ) and it was full of first aid kits and I swear it was a rocket launcher case and for some reason it was covering my pedals ( they were even filling up my seat ) and because of this, I used my hands to drive. Well, basic logic, I crashed the car into someone's front yard and I couldn't find my phone.

So, being in a dream, I just walk into the house and start to use the phone. While that's happening, the owner of the house comes out and looks at me with a bit of a shocked look on his face, but then I explain that I'm just using the phone and he nods and just starts to talk with me.

His name was Sean Frank. He was a realtor and I had seen a commercial on the TV for Century 21 with his face on it. ( Of course, there was no commercial in Real Life and I don't know a single Sean Frank. ) and then he proceeded to say that while I was here, I should come back tomorrow so we could bubble.

I had NO idea what bubbling meant so I went with him after the phone call ( which I didn't even dial, I just set the phone back down ) and found out that he had this item, a smoking piece that actually held dry ice and he didn't light it, he just breathed in the fumes and the fumes came back out but with a reddish tint. Apparently it was the drug.

While this was going on, I saw his daughter having a total paranoia trip, looking around and hiding next to the refridgerator for no reason and his wife was off cooking cookies for the holidays even though she was actually cooking small quails for christmas dinner.

I said what time, he said '9:30, just like always' and then As I walked out, I saw the daughter making out with her boyfriend and then as I walked by, she looked at me and smiled and waved and knew my name as I headed out.

Somehow, all this felt normal.

I think I need more sleep. >>: