Ok, odd dream on the way!!! I was working in some office. The carpet with thin and a bright 70's orange. The shelves were brown and the walls and everything else were a creamy brown/beige. My job was to organize things and I didn't much of it because I didn't have much to organize. There was a worker standing at a podium and I got the feeling I was supposed to have her job but didn't get it yet.

Oh, and all the while I felt that this job would not make me happy, yet I did it. 

Well, later on we started talking about politics and soon the details my dream gets really fuzzy. The last thing I remember is sitting at a computer. It was silver with a black trim on the top. My job was to then write some boring things. I was sitting at a desk close to a carpeted staircase. The mini wall that kept me from falling on the staircase had brown wood on top of it that ran all around it as well. 

As I was typing I heard a guy say "Well, so-and-so writes a least three pages of Hey Arnold Fan-fiction, which is good! I mean, good!" And so I ran downstairs and said "I have more!!! I can give you MUCH more. And BETTER writing too!" The man seemed to like that so I ran upstairs to print my work. But as soon as I came back, some OTHER boss was talking about the election. "Lets talk about Rominy" He made SURE to make it sound like that. Not Romney. Rominy! A man sitting on the wooden wall top said

"I knew Romney was not going to win. I just didn't like him ever since I met him on my .Sparkle account." Someone got excited by that and said "OK, I got to see it!" We both tried to enter in the web address in the address bar and we got into a little tiff. I then said, "Forget it." and tried to go back to work. Someone ELSE tried to use my computer, and when I said NO they said, "I think that is mine."

"NO!!!" I screamed, "THIS IS MINE!!! Don't you even DARE trying to say it's not!!!!" And then I woke up. Crazy, no?

Pools, Pregnancy, and Sex and the City girls.

Dream Time!!!!!

I was on the side of a pool with my FDU friends. One was swimming and suddenly she was at the bottom of the pool. There was a cloud of blood pluming up in the water. I tried to help her, but she got out fine by herself. Apparently her nose was stuffed up and she had to breathe through her mouth. When I tried to help her another friend, who was oddly sitting indian style, raised his finger and said, "Ah..but you have never been through that before. You don't know what it entails!" So I walked away.

But then I noticed MY nose was getting stuffy. I could not breathe!!!! I ran into an old man with a cart who said, "Just think it and it shall be." He clapped his hands and I could breathe!!! OH I COULD BREATHE. I inhaled deeply. But I also showed a baby bump. Somehow, clearing my nose also moved time forward three months and I was pregnant. 

Samatha and Charlotte from Sex and the City came up to help me. We walked on a road that was wrapped in the gold foil they use for chocolate. After that they left me to my own devices and I woke up. I know..strange.