Sunday, September 21, 2008

I finished my book, then fell asleep. I was having the most bizarre but interesting dreams. I was helping people at Meijer, and my mother was a cashiere there... and then I was at my old church where the police were investigating something...which involved them mesasuring all kinds of facts involving my Great-Grandfather's high-powered motor chair. 1 of the tests involved my step-father lifting and carrying the chair (with my G-G in it), backwards and I told Doug (my S-F) to be careful. Around that time I realized the voice of the officer that was talking was Mark and I woke up to hear Mark, through my door, talking on his phone. He has this cell phone that doesn't look like a phone, and when he talks on it he talks very loudly - and very rarely closes his door. I was upset, but then I realized it sounded like it was a work related call and wandered back to my room. After he got off the phone he apologised.

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