apparently none of us dream anymore! sad times!

actually, i did have a weird one yesterday, and it went like this: Dana Glunt was moving in to my mom's house with all of us. She recently had her stomach stapled (this is actually true) and none of us had seen her since her surgery. When she showed up in my kitchen, she was way shorter than I remembered her, plus she was now black; you know--African-American. And, her face was not the same either--but it was still Dana. She went around half-nude (the bottom half) and told everyone that she was wearing a babydoll T-shirt under her pants. She overheard my mom and I yelling on the porch, and that caused her to put more clothes on. Thank God for that. The end.