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Dream weaver

Last night I had a dream that I was on retreat or something with these artist type people. There was a performance of some kind scheduled, so all the attendees were divided into three groups. My group was doing a tap dance number with long sleeved white shirts and canes. Anyway, dream Dawn is walking around thinking “oh, this isn’t so bad,” when someone calls to her from the house. She turns around and starts running back when she slips and falls to the ground AND THEN A COW STARTS BITING HER LEG!

I’m screaming “HELP! HELP A COW IS BITING ME!” But I’m surrounded by GD hippies and they’re all high and nobody helps me!

And then I wake up. Super pissed off.

I don’t know what eaten by a cow in a dream means, but I’m going to go ahead and say the Rangers need to never again get blown out by the damn Devils right before my bedtime.

Grrr.

3 Responses to “Dream weaver”

  1. Mary Says:

    I’m sure they were laughing too.

    Perhaps it was this cow:

    http://www.newenglandcomics.com/shop/images/nsp05626.jpg

    Spoon!

  2. dawn summers Says:

    where do you come up with this stuff?

    Don’t think that cow won’t pay!

  3. Mary Says:

    It’s The Tick!

    Just checked Netflix, only the live action version is streaming. The animated series is only on DVD. Damn you Netflix!

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