I had the strangest dream last night. It was about war, or the army anyway, both I guess. I don't know how it started. I remember I was on some sort of battlefield, except it had my living room furniture in it, and there was a sheet separating the battlefield and the medical tent. I don't know what happened exactly, but I found myself wading through some bloody water. I think I was with my parents, friends, I'm really not sure. My mother was on the other side, on some hill, yelling about something. At this point I think we were fighting the Nazi's. Anyway, so my father got hit. He was bleeding and got taken to the medics, behind the sheet. I went with him. They were treating my father and were talking to me at the same time. They asked me my name age, all those mundane things. So, I said Mira, and 21. That's when my father started yelling at me. "Why did you tell them your age!" Apparently, in dream world 21 is the age when you can be drafted in to the army. As he was yelling at me, soldiers were coming up trying to get me and bring me into the army. I started running, and running, and running. I was chased by these soldiers for a while. That's when it changed. I started being chased by Nazi soldiers. I found myself picking up my cousin at my grandparents old house. We were going to lunch or something, but I was still being chased my the Nazi's. So we went to some kosher deli (which by the way is such a dead giveaway). She hid me in the bathroom, but her mother and my mother were there. They saw us. They said they were very sorry, but they couldn't help hide me. My aunt and mother went back to fixing their lipstick as I hid in a stall. Somehow, I got out of that situation as things are prone to happen in dreams. Then I was in my grandparents old house, or in the backyard anyway. The Nazi's grabbed me and brought me inside, but I escaped. I ran back outside. I realized I could never out run them, so I hid in the shrubs connecting my grandparents house and their neighbor's house through some shrubs in the exceptionally long driveway. For some reason I was wearing bright orange shoes, and the shrubs were especially thin, so they found me and brought me back inside again. I think at this point I actually woke up. I fell back asleep and found myself in another bathroom with my cousin (I have a feeling I really had to pee, lol). So this toilet was one of those airplane toilets. I flushed it a few times for fun. Then I heard the Nazi's coming with their machine guns. I jumped into the whole in the wall in front of the toilet. I ended up in a secret sewer room. The soldiers shot up the room and everything except me had bullet holes in it. There was this man in there. Now, this is a little weird. I think it was Odo, from ST DS9. If you don't know what that means, good for you. All you need to know is that Odo is a shape shifter and in my dream anyway could dislodge things from his body. So Odo was shot up, he got the bullets out and wound up as a pile of goo. I kept running from the Nazi's. I wound up on the sidewalk over the Grand Central talking to my cousin. I think that's when my alarm clock rang again. I was not a happy person upon waking.


Was this dream detailed enough for ya?

OK, I Know I haven't posted anything in a while, don't shoot! Lol. So, I haven't been up to all that much lately. Just working a lot. But my summer job is officially over on Friday and after that I have to start seriously working on finding a full time for the year job. If anyone has any ideas, let me know...

Anyway, last Monday, some of my coworkers and I decided that we just HAD to get our nails done. So E_____ told us about this place in Woodhaven that does tips for relatively cheap, actually half the price it usually is. So we got all excited and started on our journey to Woodhaven. We walked all the way through two towns and into another. This isn't quite as bad as it seems, considering the towns around here are relatively small. Anyway, we walked through two towns to get a bus to take us deeper into the town. We were on the bus for all of five minutes, maybe less actually, when it was time to get off. All this traveling had taken us about an hour, maybe a tad more. We got off the bus only to find that this place that we were headed to was closed on Monday's. We were pissed off. I mean, it was hot and humid, we had just finished a long day at work, and we REALLY wanted our nails done for some reason, not to sure why, hmm.... Whatever. I should mention that what we wanted to get done (tips). So we were all sitting around trying to figure out what to do with ourselves. I suggested a place near me, but when I called them, it turned out that tips cost $45 there, WTFO! Please. So G____ thought of a place in Jamaica, but wasn't sure exactly how to get there. So we got back on the bus, into the subway, and found ourselves in Jamaica. G____ asked every person that we passed how to get to Crazy Nails. We never did find it. But we found another place just as cheap to get our nails done. Unfortunately, by the time we go there E_____ wasn't in the mood to get her nails done anymore, so she just watched G____ and me get ours done. On the way back to the subway, some guy on the street basically loomed over us and screamed once, then moved on. E_____ and I reacted quickly, did our little gasp of surprise and continued on our way. However, G____ who was thinking about the story she was telling us, had a very delayed reaction. The guy was already on another street when she put her hands up and screamed. E_____ and I started laughing hysterically, I mean we were almost rolling on the floor. Seriously, we had tears almost streaming down our faces. It was a very long day. But a lot of fun. The nails looked pretty good too. They lasted for a week, mine anyway. G____ still has hers. Mine ended up getting repainted (by me) three times. Today, I went to a place that's pretty cheap in my town, and got them removed and replaced. I might just try to keep them for more than a week. I mean technically I can keep them for six months, and just keep getting them filled, but who thinks I actually will? Seriously, I'm taking bets, who wants a piece of this action?

So basically, my days have been filled with work and nails. Now can you understand why I haven't written anything in a while?

My best friend went into the army today... Good luck Liat, I miss you.

I might be going to Six Flags, or Great Adventure (or are those the same places?) sometime soon. I'll let you know what happens. I've never been to a real amusement park, how pathetic is that, seriously? Oy. So this is my life. Comment.