Last night I dreamt that my aunt had come over, and my mom said, “OK, Kell, let’s go.”
I’m like, “huh what go where?”
And she said, “To the play.”
“It’s next weekend,” says I.
And she told me that no, it was also this weekend. They were having it two weekends this year. Since my poster wasn’t ready they were only going to show it the last weekend.
I was *so* pissed.
That was the most normal thing I dreamt about. On the way to the play, we went to a store and there was a baby just inside the door. While my parents and aunt went shopping, I took the baby and put it on a shelf like it was for sell. The baby’s mom came up and started shrieking about who put her baby on a shelf like that, it wasn’t for sale!
And then, I went flying around with a My Little Pony. We fly up into the sky where a bunch of My Little Ponys were gathered around a table, eating tater tots. They were the My Little Pony gods.