Precognitive Dreams

Weirdeset thing. A few nights ago, I had a dream that my sister had drank too much and was getting sick at the toilet. I get to work that morning, and Cheri, my pregnant manager, was getting sick in the garbage. (Gross.)

Then, last night, I had something like that happen to me TWICE.

With the first one, I'd dreamed that my keys to the car had been left at the cashier counter of whatever store in the mall I was in, and I had to go get them so I could get into my car. Then I locked my keys IN the house so I had to sit there and bang on the door and call the house and try to wake my sister up so she could unlock the door for me so I could get my keys and go to work. When I got to work, some guy had locked his keys in his car, and there were five or six people standing around the car with a pry-bar IN the car, trying to unlock it from the inside. Hahaha. WEIRD.

And then I had another dream last night that I was trying to sleep and there was something smallish lying beside me, being a bed hog. In the dream, that something was a weiner dog. At work, I saw three different weiner dogs.

I think I am going crazy. *Sigh*

Also, I wore my hair in pigtail buns (meatballs), and my manager, Tim, kept calling me "Princess Lea" because of them. Like, I was sitting in a car, getting the odometer reading, when the person who owned the car hadn't popped the hood yet, so Tim was shouting at me to pop the hood while I was in there, and I wasn't paying attention to him, so I just walked off w/ the odometer reading and he shouted "Princess Lea! Pop open the hood!" And I was like, duh, oh yeah, and turned around to do it, and he says, "Y'know the sad thing? You actually responded to 'Princess Lea.'"