Bah. Sometimes I hate my dreams. Last night I had a dream that a good friend of mine had a baby. Well not really since he's a guy, but you know what I mean. His entire family was there. And if I'm remembering correctly I got word of it while I was there watching the annual VW Bug race (Yeah, like there is one...*snerk*).
Anyway, point is that last time I had a dream about him I contacted him to see if he was okay. I'd had a dream both about a war and bombs, then also about a party, but was a bit disturbed by the whole thing. That night he'd gotten very sick. First time in 5 years so I understand it. When he finally got back to me afterwards (several days later) I had freaked him out.
So yeah, not gonna bother this time.
Anyway, point is that last time I had a dream about him I contacted him to see if he was okay. I'd had a dream both about a war and bombs, then also about a party, but was a bit disturbed by the whole thing. That night he'd gotten very sick. First time in 5 years so I understand it. When he finally got back to me afterwards (several days later) I had freaked him out.
So yeah, not gonna bother this time.