loismustdie

after several evenings of extremely restless sleep, i experienced some of the most fucked up dreams ever last night... woke up feeling very concerned about myself... i dreamed of nothing but murder and when i rolled over to tell my fiancee about my dreams, he tells me he dreamed he was put to death in an electric chair... i have no clue what all of this means... maybe it's because last night while watching macauley caulkin being a little bastard in "the good son" we discussed the signs you have to watch out for in childhood that will help you figure out if someone may grow up to be a serial killer... bed wetting, lighting buildings on fire, having an intense fascination with dead things (like to the point of collecting, dissecting) torturing small animals, or in the case of our movie choice for the evening, murdering your siblings... i think it's safe to say that neither of us will be on a murderous rampage any time in the near future... but, those dreams REALLY freaked me out... this after wishing someone else pleasant dreams last night... oh well... was woken up by the p.t. office this morning... i finally start my therapy tomorrow afternoon... they seemed slightly appalled by the fact that i have already taught myself how to walk again... but, what the hell else was i gonna do? i was bored... eh... my boots finally arrived in the mail today and they are really cute... still waiting for one more pair to come... i think they'll be here on wednesday... and then, picture time! hehe
much love