Dreams...

I had many weird dreams this morning... it's one of the advantages of sleeping in.

I remember one about me and Ron getting haircuts... and it took 6 hours. The guy cutting my hair wore a police uniform that had a patch sewn on the sleeve that said "Fetish Parade" And he had a mustache. One of the other dreams was me, Ron, Taki and my sister Angela in Las Vegas, Nevada. In the dream Angie was complaining of the heat and wanted to go get a drink. Taki was itching to gamble and I wanted to go to "old Vegas". Ron just wanted to go home. Considering I don't ever need to go back there it was very strange.

The rest of the dreams are just a jumble of images in my brain, though I remember the first dream of the morning, the one that woke me up out of a dead sleep, was a bad one.