|not sure where this is rooted from
||[Apr. 29th, 2004|09:53 am]
I had this dream last night, that Paul was a bad guy of some sorts, and we rode this flying bat hover thing to get to place to place to "get the jobs done" and we stopped by a house, that happened to be my das house, but like, a few families lived there... so I went to the computer and worked on my paper, while he went in and "took care of some people" and then my dad was talking to me, and Paul walked out while I was printing my paper, and I was like, just a second... and in a panic he was like, no! and we ran outside, but we couldn't find our hover craft thing, and suddenlt my car appeared and I couldn't remember the combination to get in... so we walked back inside, very guitly looking for our hover craft thing...
and then my brother woke me up to take him to school... it was really rather creapy...