Speaking of dreams, I dreamt that I was the new kid at an orphanage last night. Actually first it started out me being at an over-nighter family reunion (we never have those, but I've been having those kinds of dreams a lot lately...) and then next thing I know I'm dropped off at an orphanage, kinda disinterested. One of the kids tries to bully me but I threaten him and he backs off. But rather than trying to be the big guy in the orphanage, I just grab a broom from one of the girls and sweep up the pine needles from an old Christmas tree while she collects them in a dust pan. And to top it all off, I woke up on my own -- no cat licking me or pawing at me or neighbors bumping around or light shining on my face. I just woke up for no reason and had that dream. Seriously, what the fuck? Who the fuck dreams they're an orphan at the age of 32? ... I was pretty pissed off about work last night before bed, though. I tried finishing watching Mighty Max (you fuckers ruined the ending for me!) to get my mind off things, but maybe I didn't and that's what the dream was about. I mean, I always have this air about me at work of "I know more than the rest of you guys, I'm better at this job than any of you (even the boss), but I'd be a fucking retard to want to run this shithole." ... Actually it's not so much an air, I've actually said that to customers, friends and family. But an orphanage? The fuck?!
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