blah. i typed this all out and then my computer did a nice crash right before i was able to save it. that really chaps my hide.

ok. so there was some sort of nuclear war or something. radiation poisoning everywhere. a bunch of us were inside what looked like a super target. we were looking for places in there to camp out that didn't have radiation poisoning. i wanted a little plant for my spot. i went over to the plant section. all of the plants were sickly or dead except for the ivy. the ivy was just great. i thought to myself that the soil probably stored a lot of the radiation in it. i don't know if i picked up the ivy and took it back to my spot or not. there was some guy that might or might not have been someone i knew that wanted to stay with me. i didn't trust him, though.

then i was in my house. my house was a lot older in my dream than it really is, though. i think i was very ill and/or dying. it was also my birthday. my computer was hooked up in the upstairs hallway. i kept having to reboot it, and i was getting very frustrated. i went into my room to get something, and when i came back out, i saw that someone had turned my computer off.

i went downstairs into the kitchen. we talked about a ghost of a vicious poodle that was in our house. my mom said it had been her dog and that before it died, the dog had enjoyed making pancakes. we said some choice words about the vicious poodle ghost, and my mom said that it would make her angry hearing all of those things, and she would just be more vicious. all of the other ghosts in the house were afraid of the vicious poodle. there was an old lady ghost that liked to hang out in a wood carving on the wall. i had to show her how to put together one of those egyptian glass perfume bottles.

there were christmas boxes everywhere to pack up the christmas things. my brother, his kids, and his ex-wife came over. i never liked his ex-wife. she never liked me. they wished me a happy birthday. they wanted to go swimming in our pool. i had found an old shoe box upstairs that had some old christmas things in it. i hadn't seen any of that stuff in years. i was going to put it with the other christmas boxes, when i saw that there was a weird looking beetle inside of it. it looked dead, but i dumped it on the snow outside anyway. after a few seconds, its legs started twitching. i helped it turn upright, and then it walked off. i put the box with the other boxes.

then someone called me and woke me up.