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Okay now that lj back upish and I know about it I can share last nights incredably weird dream.

I dreamed that I was being forced into an arranged marrage. By my Dad and my Mom was pretending the hole thing wasn't happening. I didn't really want to go though it, but at some point I had evidently agreed to it so I was stuck with it. Then the day of the wedding arived. The cerimony was to be preformed in the middle of a four way intersection. And before it could start I had to kick one of my shoes at the groom (who I never got a good look at, and can only say he was tall with dark hair, and not all that attractive) at the start of the cerimony. So despite being really confused by having to do that, no one even bothered to tell me why I had to, I kicked my shoe at him, it hit the pavement about 3 feet away from him and then bouced back towards me. It landed in a ditch so I climbed in after it and put it back on. I came out and possibly asked if that ment I could leave and not marry him. And then I just ran away.

So yeah really really weird dream. No idea where it came from or what the hell it could possibly mean, my brain is possibly sneaking out and doing crack when I'm not looking.

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So bored. Long weekends suck, admittedly I'm going to have to get used to 3 day weekends, but this one is four days and I'm already going nuts and there's still another day. I'd do my homework, but I don't know what I'm doing for web yet and I'm rather uninspired as to what to write about for my fiction class.

Guess I'll just keep sitting around watching TV. My roommate seems to actually be doing homework, good for her. I wish I could make myself do homework.

Ahh lazy days...

Just watched Queen of the Damned with Mel and Rox, now we're going to watch Van Helsign, well it started with watching the bloopers, but Rox hadn't seen the movie so it didn't make sence to her. So we're going to watch the movie then watch the bloopers. Weee or something.

Tomorrow Michelle's going to test drive my car to make sure she really wants to buy it. Then if she does I say bye bye to the Great Gray Beast, and proceed to be carless until the end of March when mom lets me have the still un named new bettle. So wee for new car and sad about bye to old car.