YumekuiNeru

Why do I have these dreams? ;; They are getting sort of worse and worse. I entered a lift, Obama and that Mitt-person were standing in it toos, Mitt beind Obama. I shot Obama in the head (I think it was that desert eagle again) and it kind of killed that Mitt-person too, and they fell down on the floor in a silly pile. A woman came into the lift, we smiled, and went to the top floor. She went to do some other stuffs while I went to my room to get something to drink, and on my way back to the lift, one of them turned out not to be dead, and had turned into a lawyer. He was running really fast and I started running after him, chasing him throu

I have a cinnamon bun, but I's not sure whether I should eat it before or after dinner. After some contemplation, however, a great solution appears: Why not do both? Ish possible if I split dinner into two batches, and eat the bun inbetween. =w= ;_; I post rarely lately and stuffs - and I should get back to reading again. So much stuff to do. baba

I saw a squirrel today as I was walking home. It was infront of me but ran over to a tree and started climbing. It was pwetty fun to watch it climb. Aside from that I's really sleepy nowadays.