I am heading to bed shortly. Wish me luck. 😟

I am heading to bed shortly.  Wish me luck.  😟

I had nightmares last night.  Or one long one, really.  I don't usually remember dreams and for that - I am thankful.  Last night's was weird.  I'll tell you.

SO... I had this big group of girlfriends (which is SO not IRL me).  We were going to this vacation house which was like, a lake house.  For whatever reason we had an activity planned.  That activity was shooting each other with harpoons.

So we get there and start hunting each other and the first girl gets shot, and then about half of us decide that is a bad idea.  But the other half wants to keep going.  And we, (for whatever reason), can't just leave (unless you get harpooned.  That means you HAVE to leave.)  So we're just there - hunting and fighting and hiding, trying to harpoon our friends, but not get harpooned.

Before I go any further let me just say that we weren't FATALLY harpooning each other.  We were going for like, arms and legs.  So there were rules.

So that was scary as hell.  Even though these girls were my friends I didn't know who I could trust.  I think I hid under the porch a lot.

Anyway, on the inside of the house we had dead Michael Jackson in a box.  But not like, embalmed MJ.  It was like, slimy, rotting-in-a-glass-box MJ.  I think we were going to try to Frankenstein him or something, but I am not certain.  I woke up before I got there.

Here's hoping that I DON'T finish that dream.  😳