all i know for some reason i was with a bunch of people and we were trying to get away from something. said something had already scared away most of the people in the area, so we got in our horse-drawn carriage [who knows] and proceeded to leave my house, i know it was my house, or guess it was, cause we were on a cul-da-sac. anyways as we were leaving the dog in the party came up to the front portion of the thing. the person next to me, a female of some sort, said something about the dog, and suddenly we were floating. to which she exclaimed " you can make us fly?!" and then we prompetly started to fall, from oh about 900 feet up. needless to say it was way odd, oh yes..and we all puked on the way down. don't ask how i remember that..i just do.

needless to say after that sorta dream i couldn't really get to sleep. especially since i hafta go and work in a few hours. goddamn them all i don't want to work, especially when work has apparently gotten super-stupid. but i'll see that first hand soon enough.

scud.

ps. everyone go download the "welsh rugby anthem" by stereophonics, if it doesn't make you laugh. you need to be punched in the arse.

update: i just worked 13 hours, pretty much straight. after being promised i could leave early tonight, i so didn't. i fucking hate my job. i don't think i'm going to go back. oh yes, and i was right about my day sucking. i hate it when i'm right about that shit.