Oh yeah I was gonna tell you guys about the dream I had last night. I dreamt that I was walking through a parking garage with a friend when this mobster type guy came around and snatched her up and took her away to some other part of the garage. I ran away and hid behind a car but someone found me and shot me in the foot twice before the police showed up and killed him. But the strange thing was that the police didn't find me for a while because I had been laying on the ground almost under a car so when they finally did find me I was in horrible pain. I remember in my dream I talked to my parents but then I woke up.

Now is it just me, or has anyone else notice my odd pattern of BAD dreams. Even the night before last I had a dream about my photography teacher yelling at me and a bunch of calssmates for not having out portfolios done in time. What is up with this? Even my Rick dreams all had an element of bad to them. I seriously need some "happy dream" pills. LOL I love to have great dreams it makes me almost euphoric for the rest of the day. =)