Dreamt that I was on a bus, and the guy in the seat in front of me had a gun. He was holding this one guy hostage, and I kept thinking that soon he was going to turn the gun to me. Eventually he realized his error, and put the gun away back in this grey metal toolbox, which was kind of like his man purse. I was still on edge, and everytime he made a noise with the box, my heart leaped. I told him about this, and we starting talking about Pavlov and his bell ringing experiment with dogs. Weird dreams are back!!!!
Does anyone out there on the intertubes do rainwater harvesting. I'm interested in that these days!
At the post office! I think you guys know what that means!!!!
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