Things weren't so bad, yesterday. I still didn't make quota, but Mike guy found my Wash. D.C. sunglasses. The night still pretty sucked, though... Didn't even make quota, let alone the 125 $ I was aiming to raise.

Cool dreams that I would like to have written down but am too tired:

And now it is sunday, and I am less tired, and not really having anything else to do, so here goes:

In one dream I was taking care of my apple trees and stuff. And there was ths guy that was running away from some government guys. He was running up these hills and trying to hide in what seemed like the mountains on the north end of this river area. And I had this pet that was supposedly an alligator but he more closely resembled that dragon boss from TGL, and he was the size of a small cat and was all black. He would eat lettuce. I was trying to figure out how to feed him.

In another dream, I was looking at maps and these people were also looking at them and talking about how they could change the weather. They were showing me before-and-after weather pictures or something. Wisconsin was a big desert in one of them. I didn't think that was really too cool. Then it was like I was watching Pete and Pete. Little pete was trying to make everyone think he was sick by sneezing with great power. As we went by his house he sneezed a few times and there would be a huge splash in his pond in the front yard. We kept driving but even a mule down the street his sneezes still caused trees to spin around and stuff.

In the last dream I was with some people working on this icy planet. Like we were doing some kind of research there or something. And it seemed like one of the folks I was working with was Gadget from Rescue Rangers. I don't know where that came from. Anyway, every day we would get into this little round vehicle and it would be shot up through this tunnel and punch through about 20 feet of ice. There was this big ravine that we had built several string bridges over. On these bridges you would walk on two parallel pieces of string and hold onto other, vertical string that was holding those up, and was attached to more string high up. They were very much taller than they were wide. We seemed to have made a Crapi-style maze out of these bridges, too. On one side of the ravine they all went to different doors of this little building. Which connected them in dumb (unless you like mazes) ways. And for some reason Shanie was there, too.

Oh, yeah, and then Fizz and I went down to lake Wingra and collected garbage. We won the proze for most garbage collected. Or we would have if there had been a prize. But we still got ice cream and a shirt and a hat.