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Saturday, June 15, 2002

Where Grandma sails to Arizona 
I had a dream that Grandma decided to sail back to her home. How do you sail from Illinois to Arizona? That's all desert!

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Monday, June 10, 2002

Where I was in an orphanage with an evil woman 
I had a horrific dream last night that I don't remember much of. I just remember that there was this woman who was my mom but it wasn't Mom, and there were lots of kids, like it was an orphanage. And this woman would like torture us but act all sweet, and there was an invisible barrier so we couldn't run away or anything...I remember at the very end we tried to kill this woman but even then she kept on living and I woke up crying.

Sunday, June 09, 2002

Where I tell everyone they have pretty eyes 
I had a dream that I went around telling everyone at church that they had pretty eyes.

Friday, June 07, 2002

The "I have got lots of pot" dream 

I had a dream last night about Tee, the dog next door. I dreamed that he was chained to the door of the house (why to the door, I don't know) but he had like seventeen chains around him and he kept straining and straining and finally he tore the door out of the doorway and went running around our yard.

The next part of the dream was even weirder . . . Jenni and I were walking along the beach and we saw this gang across the road and for some reason Jenni started trying to sell them pot. She goes over to them and starts chanting, "I have got. Lots of pot. Lots of pot. I have got. I have got. Quite a lot. Quite a lot. A lot of pot. Do you want. Lots of pot."

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Monday, June 03, 2002

Where I steal stuff for Bekah to play with 
I had a dream that we were at some store but it was sort of like a bedroom and Bekah was sick so we were getting stuff for her to play with until she got better but we couldn't see any surveillance cameras so I was just planning to walk out of the room with all this expensive stuff and steal it . . . does that say something bad about my subconscious?

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