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Oct. 30th, 2007 11:59 amI had another weird dream last night.
This time I was me at least. And I was on the run from someone (the FBI?) with several other people. And we ducted into some place to hide, but they figured out where we were and some kindly old lady tucked us away in a really nice guest room where we all hung out and ate cupcakes and talked about hair.
Then I decided to call my dad and see if he knew why they were after us. But he only wanted to know when me and my brother could come over for supper again so I hung up on him.
This time I was me at least. And I was on the run from someone (the FBI?) with several other people. And we ducted into some place to hide, but they figured out where we were and some kindly old lady tucked us away in a really nice guest room where we all hung out and ate cupcakes and talked about hair.
Then I decided to call my dad and see if he knew why they were after us. But he only wanted to know when me and my brother could come over for supper again so I hung up on him.