Thursday, June 22, 2006

Dreamin

I've come to the conclusion that the intensity of my dreams is (at least occasionally) directly proportional to the amount of stress that I'm feeling. Yesterday I got the news I mentioned about my dental future, and last night I dreamt about a) training whales to be assassins and b) driving down the highway, looking in the rear view mirror, and discovering I'd run over two people.

Weird, huh?

2 comments:

Rach said...

You need some of that brain rain you talked about in your previous post. ;) Yup, you're officially crowned the Weird Dreamer. hee!

Cerulean Bill said...

Actually, the hard part wasn't training them to be assassins. The hard part was getting them into those ninja outfits. Thanks, Spandex!