I had the wierdest dream last night. Brian and Tracy and Trevor and my cousin Michelle were in it. I know, strange Wizard of Oz vibes there... Anyway, Shell and I were riding horses in downtown Vegas (yeah I said it was wierd) and there was no traffic whatsoever. We ended up at Ceasar's Palace, and when we went inside we met up with Tracy, who looked about 8 months pregnant. We all took off down one of the hallways, checking out the stores and shops (all empty, by the way) when we heard footsteps behind us. For some reason we knew we were being followed and it wasn't good, so we started running. Tracy and I lost Michelle, and when we saw her again she was behind glass in another room strapped down to a chair. There were clear tubes running out of her head and into a machine behind her. I grabbed a chair and swung it at the glass, but just before it hit I found myself standing in the middle of this empty field. I was sinking in the sand, and not foar away so was Trevor. He was closer to the edge than I though, and got out, but I couldn't reach. I remember my face going under and sand getting in my eyes, and thinking how much it was going to suck to try to wash it out. Then I was back at the casino again, only this time I was sitting in the chair where Michelle had been earlier. I could feel the tubes in my head - it felt like they were slowly going deeper. I could see my reflection in the glass, but I could also see Brian standing on the other side. I remember him just standing there staring at me with a completely blank expression on his face. I kept screaming but all he did was stand there. Then everything went white, and Brian and Michelle and Tracy were all standing in the street.

Then my cat slammed against my door and woke me up. Like I said though, crazy dream. *shakes her head* It's wierd, I usually don't dream much at all, let alone something wierd like that. *shrugs* I need counselling. ^_^

Song Quote of the Moment: "Mi vida loca"

~Pam Tillis