I don't have anything in mind to write about today. I woke up at twelve. I woke up at seven first, because I forgot to turn off my alarm, and then figured I'd never get back to sleep. Guess I was wrong. I've been wanting to sleep in really late for a long time. So woohoo for me.
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie, and that I was the star of that movie. This really blew my mind. No, actually, I dreamed about the Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers. I do that unnaturally often, considering I don't see them around me all that often.
Anyway, they were all in their morphed forms, but then there were two of them! And like, the clones were bad, and so the good ones were trying to defeat them, and then the clones took off their helmets and they were just regular people, but then because the rangers had been fighting them, the clones now had the power to change into what the rangers looked like in their normal forms. So that was pretty bad for the rangers.
Then somewhere along the way, there's a zombie invasion. And the rangers are fighting the zombies, and I'm like "geez, where are the Putties? They are so much easier to beat".
Then Jack and Kate from "Lost" have dropped by to join in the fun, and then everybody's at my grandma's house. It's night time, and there are all these dudes walking around, guarding something, and we discover that they all have earplugs in their ears, so we can walk around in the dark and we won't be found unless we're in their line of sight.
What's with dreams anyway? I mean, the whole time, I don't know if I was Kimberly or Kate or myself or just observing the whole thing from a TV screen. And people always become other people! Or people don't look at all like themselves, and yet I know who they're supposed to be. People are always messed up in my dreams. I went to my door the other day and saw old Micky with his hat and everything and then I opened my door and he was young Micky with the 'fro. Then we went driving and I seriously sucked at it, like always.
Anyway, there's this princess and she's having a sleepover with a bunch of her friends on a bridge by the road by the side of my grandma's house. So, they're have their stuff on the bridge and they have lanterns so it's all lit up, but they're somewhere else for now. Then Jack and me/Katherine (the chick who took over as the pink ranger when Kimberly left) were like running around in the dark and we had to jump over this five foot fence, trying to stay away from the goons. So I guess I was not me, but the Katherine girl instead. Then we jump in the ditch beside the bridge, but then I'm like "crap, the girls are going to see us!" so then we start rolling around in the mud to camouflage ourselves, and I distinctly remember feeling bad because Jack had a nice suit on. Unfortunately, this plan did not work well and the girls saw us when they came back to the bridge, so we bribed them so that they wouldn't tell whoever the bad guy is that we were there, but then they did.
Then I, as myself, run away down the road, where I run by a camel. I have a whole bunch of little toys and things and I'm frantically trying to put them into Pokeballs. For some reason, we need every house on the street to have a Pokemon outside of it, but I realize that if they do, the bad guy will be mad at the owner of the house so they'll remove it, so I make some sort of rule that people can't have Pokemon outside of their house. Yeah. That part made no sense.
Meanwhile, Kate is off fighting zombies, and at the end of the dream, some of us are suspecting that she had been a zombie all along, because she was in this tiny room with a zombie and she escaped and didn't appear to be a zombie, but it would be kind of impossible.
Well, I'm pretty bored. There are a few things I've been wanting to write about, but I'm not much feeling like it right now. Maybe I'll go see if anything's on TV. Yeah.