Ok, so apparently pregnancy dreams are really odd and I would have to agree. Last night I dreamed I was getting a job as a counselor at a group home that was in a giant Victorian house that was falling down and run by nuns. I got the job along with my brother and we were making the run down Victorian all pretty again. I was calling the hardware store and getting price quotes but no one wanted to help. The I went out walking and some punk kid was throwing dirt at me and I told him to knock it off but he threw a tomato and it hit my jacket. So I ran up and popped him in the nose. A little while later the sheriff came to arrest me for assault but I told him that the kid started it and I was only 17 so he couldn't take me to jail.
So odd.
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