Dream and some Money April 20, 2003 - 8:28 a.m.

I woke up from the oddest dream.

I went home for the weekend and it was the typical run around petting animals then taking them outside thing. My mom was just kind of standing around outside, like she was waiting for me to get out there, yet not saying anything.

As soon as I opened the backdoor Romeo ran into a hole in the ground. Which, once he was there, I could tell was more of a hollowed out cave just below the surface. He had his own puppy fort. It was quite roomy. I remember looking at it and thinking 'Wow, neat' and 'I hope no one walks over it while he's in there, or else it will cave in on him and their foot will go through'. Then I laughed at that image.

Someone, walking along, bringing the trash cans in or something. Then suddenly out of nowhere... WOOOSH! Their foot falls through the ground. Which causes them to fall.

Romeo comes out of the hole, finds a toy, and begins running around the yard playing. I follow him, stopping occassionally to throw his toy for him. Then I look up.

The backyard has completely changed. My mom cut down this huge tree that looks like it's dying as well as cleaning up the rest of overgrowth that's well, everywhere. When I walk over to the spot that once included the tree I would climb as a child, I notice other things like a partial fence, which she says is protecting an area that she's treated. Treated.. for weeds or something. But she had that fence up to stop the dogs from getting to it and licking at the poison. Also, there was a turtle running around the yard. The yard itself seemed larger, and she planted an insane amount of flowers and vegetables. It was all way impressive.

Then we went to the store. To pick up a washer. Two washers. One for me, one for her. Why we needed two washers in one house, I have no idea. I'm assuming, since we went to get the machines, that she got the water turned on too.

She said she was able to do all of this stuff because the job she started working at had this enormous bonus. And then she tells me they're hiring. So I go to put in an application.

It's a small office. Maybe four people working there. I talk with the owner and he's telling me about working there, and showing me around the office. It sounds very promising then he hands me this paperwork and tells me to fill it out and take it to another area in the building. It's implied that I have the job, all I have to do is submit the paperwork.

So I go to another floor of the building, and that's when I realize that there's far more to this business than four people in a tiny office. This place is ginormous. This guy definitely has a monopoly going. His hand in every pot. There are little gift shops selling everything set up all over the place. There's a theater. There's a full gym. A few restaurants. Not to mention his office setup. Over a hundred people working the phones and computers. That's the job I was going for, but I thought it was going to be in the litte four-people office.

I walk up to the receptionist row, I say row because it's more like a bank with about ten 'tellers' set up at a window, and proceed to hand these papers to the girl. Then some Katie Holmes looking girl tells me to come back later and do that, because they're closing up. Basically, she didn't want to be bothered by work so close to time to leave. So I tell her I'll be back Thursday (Why not Monday?) and then try to leave.

TRY. To leave.

This place was beyond confusing. I'd go down one hallway and end up in a theater. I'd go up one flight of steps and end up in the gym. Somehow, after going through dozens of escalators and hallways and hotel stairs... I wound up in the inside part of the large office. Still wandering around in a building set up like a scene from Labyrinth, I found a section where this company deals with Buffy stuff. Games, books, whatever. And I was thinking 'Cool! I definitely need to work here!'

Then the lights go out. And I can hear the bitchy Katie Holmes girl and the other chic talking and getting ready to leave.

I don't want to be stuck in this place in the dark, so I start running down the hallway trying to follow their voices.

For some reason, there are candles (mostly small) scattered through the hallway. The stupid idiots left them burning. So as I'm running, half of them go out, then it becomes really dark. I'm able to grab one of the larger candles, before it's out, and it becomes my only source of light. The rest of the place is pitch black.

I hear doors closing and really start to flip out. I'm running faster, trying to block the wind from attacking the only light. Luckily I still hear that bitchy voice, so being frantic now, I yell out 'Help!'. Thankfully they hear me and direct me to the exit.

But I wake up before I get that far. Last thing I remember, they're responding to my plea. Then I see a foot in a lit hallway. Like someone holding their foot out to show where they are. Why wouldn't they just stand in the hallway, not just hold their foot out? So my last dream thought was, 'it's fake'. I thought that it was someone trying to trick me and then they'd kill me.

So Chris started talking in his sleep and followed that up with a loud snore, and I was awake.

Yesterday, when worrying about money and how I was going to come up with enough money to take care of the animal's shots, I decided to take out my 'saving's.

For the past year or so, I've not used any coins that I get. Instead, I set them all aside and save them up. For what, I don't know. Just to save them. But I also decided to do the same thing with one dollar bills. Any ones that I get, I don't spend. I just set them aside when I get home and save them for another occasion.

So I figured since that's the only money I have, I should count it and see how close it came to what I needed for the animals' shots.

I was 20 cents short of having exactly one hundred dollars.

Chris gave me 20 cents.

So now I have exactly one hundred dollars.

Not counting Oreo having to be fixed [we can hold off for a little while] that should cover more than half of the cost.

I've even got more coins stashed at home.

Collectively, I may have enough to pay for all of their shots, without my mom having to worry about any of it.

Then hopefully, I'll get a stupid job and earn enough money to have Oreo taken care of by the end of next month.

This whole 'no job' thing is really pissing me off and only bringing me down, big time. But counting out that money and realizing I may have enough to handle this, I feel a lot better.

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