…What is this? XKCD?

So taking advantage of this long weekened, I stayed up pretty late last night. This lead to some biazarre dreams.

Okay, so it’s new years day. And I’m in this resturant with my parents, but they’re told me to this party thing going on, on the other side of downtown. I had to get out of that weird resturant and I kept going in circles. Eventually I get out, and I ask one of the waiters were the place is, that I’m supposed to go to. And he points in a general direction and suddenly I remember. So I’m kind of…Floating? Above the city seeing all these other parties going on. So I get to the place and they’re blasting these fog machines all over the grounds, and I hate fog machines. They clog up my throat and they have that weird smell. The guy with the fog machine gave me a mean look. So I’m stumbling through it, and I miss the party. I’m back to floating above the city watching people enjoy themselves. And I was like “Woah, I didn’t even do anything special for new years. I didn’t even count down. It’s 2008 now, what the hell?” So..In my dream I thought New Years was last night. (I had stayed up rather late.) So it ended kind of depressing, I was so worried about leaving behind 2007 and not doing something special for 2008. But go go time warp!

I don’t know if this was before or after, but somehow our family had adopted a baby leopard. It was this cute little cuddly thing, but definantly bigger than our housecats. We kept it in the backyard for a few days. My backyard is a small square, surrounded by a high fence. The townhouses are in a row, and we all have these small square backyards. So I had stood up on something and looked over at my neighbours backyard. They had a full grown jaguar! Though, it didn’t really look like a jaguar, but my brain told me it was. It was really spikey, and scary. Okay, so eventually our baby leopard wanted inside, so we let it in. Our cats weren’t too happy. But the leopard was really nice. What the hell? I blame the zoo.

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Okay, so my cats are very fond of sitting on our desks. They usually only bother my moms desk, because my dads is too messy, my brothers has no space to sit, and mine used to be really cluttered infront of my monitor. The new slim keyboard has been a beacon for one of my cats, Selena. Usually she bothers me only when I have a bowl of cereal and milk, but lately she’s been in a “bother Eva” mode. Today such an event happened, she sat for a minute then decided it would be more comfortable to lie down on my keyboard. Thinking quickly I pulled the keyboard infront, and let her sit inbetween it and the monitor. Usually she sits in between the keyboard and myself. I figured this would be fine until she rolled over and attacked me. This is unacceptable, so I blew in her face and she ran away. (Tip: Cats don’t like that.)

Now now, could I find something more boring to blag about? Probably, but for now homework and Canadian Thanksgiving dinner.