amadeupname: (intarwebs?)
( May. 1st, 2006 10:07 am)
I had a dream last night that my dad was a cop, and he left his gun in the middle of the street (with his name on it), and some criminal found it and killed [ profile] effing_emo's dad. And then the next day in chemistry class (which I had apparently never turned in an assignment for, and was supposedly the room that I'd taken precalc in even though math classes aren't held in science labs) she wrote me a note about it, thinking that someone else had killed her dad, and we spent the rest of the dream trying to find out who really did kill him.

When I woke up, there was this sound like someone knocking on something hollow, followed by something that sounded like sand being poured on whatever was being knocked on. I stared at the wall for a while, wondering what the hell that sound was, before I rolled over to see this cute little bird tapping on my window and flapping his wings! I have no idea what kind of bird he was -- I'm pretty sure he wasn't a sparrow. Maybe a hummingbird, though I really don't know. Anyway, he flew away pretty soon after that, and then I got up. That was kinda nice. ^_^


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