Two Butterflies

Most hilarious thing just happened. On the AcDec music samples, I really like this one song called "Two Butterflies" by Pang Long so I looked it up on the internet and the first site was this kid's blog that says the same thing I just said! Except for the part that it happened to him too. How hilarious is that. So I totally wanted to leave a comment and say that it was my favorite song on the CD too but you had to have an account to leave a comment so now he'll never know.

So anyway I had a really weird dream and I know I haven't written up any of my dreams for a long long time but I usually don't write them up if I can tell someone about them and I couldn't tell KK all of it because she wouldn't like it and I didn't understand the chemistry so I had to pay attention in class for once. So. So it starts as like a movie would. Nice, normal suburb with a crazy old man living in it. He runs out of his house with a rifle because the senator lives across the street and he's trying to protect her. But he's crazy and the senator's at work so it doesn't matter. Then all of a sudden a huge jet plane crashes into San Francisco and destroys it all. The crazy man's wife comes outside to see what happened and she realizes that it's going to be a New Orleans incident and grabs the man's gun and shoots herself in the head. Then unfortunately for me at that moment I just had to become a character instead of just watching this happen so I was their kid and the crazy guy was trying to shoot me too but she shot himself instead and I ran away. Then I was at home and it wasn't my home and it wasn't even my real home in my dream but my room had a perfect view of San Francisco and this terrorist group had set the whole city on fire to set up this huge affordsable housing communist building. Me, future architect of America, was critisizing the building because it blew up San Francisco and because it wasn't very pretty. (they had already layed out the foundation steel support rods and inner structure stuff) But the guy in charge of it set up his headquarters right outside my window and he could hear and I really hated him because he killed all these people just to build a communist affordable housing building. And he wore cream colored slacks and one of those white peasant tops that have a low V-neck. Weird. And he had short blonde hair. I don't think he had a name. This bugs me. Oh well. So my mom and I were in this awesome house and I guess there was a party going on because there was a bunch of people there and we were eating junk food and watching TV and trying on funky clothes and stuff but it was really late and I was tired and I was leaving to go to Arnold's grandmother's house in Scotland. I don't know an Arnold, though. So that ended and I was at his grandmother's house doing all sorts of errands and realizing that Arnold is really stuck up and full of himself because he is so virtuous and always knows the right thing to do. I had a lot of adventures right here but I can't remember them. They involved exploring the house and running errands. And his grandmother was being blackmailed by a motorcycle gang and they wanted 40lbs of dried prunes and I was going to the grocery store anyway to deposit a bunch of coins in the coinstar thing for her, so I had to buy prunes too. They were having a sale at the store on them, which was good. And Travis worked there. He helped me find the 20lb cans in the back. So I got those and forgot about coinstar and got in line to pay. And in the chasier line next to me was the leader guy of the communist affordable housing building. And his cashier was all, "You stole this credit card, dude. I'm going to have to get you arrested." So I felt really bad for him because his downfall should have been something more interesting than credit card fraud. Then I gave him a huge hug because I felt so bad for him and everyone was confused because I hated him. So I had to explain myself that I was only hugging him and can't I feel bad for someone and hate them at the same time? But I think we did more than hug but that isn't appropriate for this blog. So then I left with the dried prunes and did I mention this groceryt store was in London and Arnold's grandmother lived in Edinburgh? But luckily, the two cities are only three blocks away. So a ran into the street and a big blue bus was coming, so I jumped out of the way and sat down on the sidewalk and started crying because I almost got run over and I was kind of stressed out about what happened at the grocery store because I might have been falling in love with that evil communist affordable housing building guy who bruned down San Francisco even though I still really hated him. And he counts for someone who I hate even though Sueli doesn't think I hate anyone. I hate the communist affordable housing casanova part of me. So then everyone in the cars were all, "So are you going to cross? You can the right of way now!" So I did and then a dragon came and stole the prunes and I woke up. Oh yeah and the evil communist affordable housing building guy had an English accent.

Pretty weird, huh? ttyl!