the hits keep coming...

I guess this is turning into a regular series...

Last night I dreamt that one of my actual sisters and a bunch of her friends got pulled over for a DUI back in good ol' Hebron, OH, following a wedding maybe. however, the people that pulled her over made up a bunch of charges which weren't true, like how she was driving 107 mph through a local park... which would have been physically impossible. I had been riding with my parents or maybe just my dad, and we managed to avoid the law. I got out of the moving car, and then went to some house where we had been staying. One of my best friends was there, drunk as hell, and could barely make sentences. We met up with my dad and then headed over to the police station with seemingly the intention to raise some holy well. I was driving, and missed the street a few times, but finally found it. The street opened right into the police station. These guys were clearly crooked. There was all kinds of money being flung around and dastardly negotiations taking place. No money could be transferred until my nephew counted it all.

Then I dreamt I was at a party. The only real funny thing here is that I had to change my clothes three times before I was comfortable. I was just wearing some dirty old jeans at first, and then decided to put on was apparently as dress, with with blue, white, grey stripes, much the same as one of my ties. Then some ladies showed up. One of them was named Nikki (pronounced like Nike-y). I apparently had a crush on her, but wasn't expecting to see her. I then looked at myself in a mirror, and was a bit appalled by this dress that looked like a tie. I came to the conclusion that dresses really weren't for me. So I went back into to change again, to put on my sharpest brown suit. I could see Nikki and her friend through my windows, on bicycles, about to go into the woods behind my grandparents house. Other people seemed to really go in there too. I struggled to get my suit on, but finally managed to. Then I proceeded to put my dirty old jeans back on over my suit pants. Argh! Being me is so difficult sometimes in my dreams.