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pixiecrinkle) wrote2004-07-16 09:29 am
pixiecrinkle) wrote2004-07-16 09:29 am
Weird freaking morning.
At 5:45, I woke up because there was pounding on a door. Took me a few minutes to realize it was pounding on the neighbor's door, not mine. I was disoriented, trying to figure out what time it was etc. It was weird, because it was cool enough outside that everyone's air conditioners had shut down, so I could hear everything going on outside.
Apparently, a friend of my neighbor's had his car parked across the street at the school, and someone smashed the window and took a bag of books. He thought they were probably looking for a laptop. He made a list of what wasn't taken--I can't believe what people will leave in their cars overnight. I mean, this is a fairly safe neighborhood, but if you leave thousands of dollars of electronics out visible in a car, you're tempting fate.
So I went back to sleep, and proceeded to have really weird dreams, about hanging out with my neighbor and her friends, and waking up to find all the cars in the neighborhood had been crashed into and dented on the drivers' side. These were the kind of dreams that even when your alarm wakes you up and you hit snooze, they still go on and get more and more twisted. Part of the dream involved my neighbor and her friends trying to help me decide what to serve my family at a party. Very odd.
Apparently, a friend of my neighbor's had his car parked across the street at the school, and someone smashed the window and took a bag of books. He thought they were probably looking for a laptop. He made a list of what wasn't taken--I can't believe what people will leave in their cars overnight. I mean, this is a fairly safe neighborhood, but if you leave thousands of dollars of electronics out visible in a car, you're tempting fate.
So I went back to sleep, and proceeded to have really weird dreams, about hanging out with my neighbor and her friends, and waking up to find all the cars in the neighborhood had been crashed into and dented on the drivers' side. These were the kind of dreams that even when your alarm wakes you up and you hit snooze, they still go on and get more and more twisted. Part of the dream involved my neighbor and her friends trying to help me decide what to serve my family at a party. Very odd.
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