Wednesday, January 5, 2011
A dream I had last night
Last night I had a dream that someone kept breaking into my house and leaving me notes saying when they'd be back to kill me. Frustrated with the lack of help from the police, I went to my Grandpa for help. In my dream, Grandpa had been a superhero in the 50's. He gave me this weird grappling hook gun that I broke trying to use. Anyway, I went back home and fought off this really androgynous burglar with a windshield squeegee. From there, characters from Futurama showed up and it quickly degenerated into chaos.