i have had some strange dreams for the past couple of nights. the other night, i dreamed that i was in a parking lot or something like that. and a recent ex of mine was there as well. she was shooting at a soda can with a crossbow from about 50 meters and missing every shot. i told her that she sucked and to let me try. i take the crossbow and look down the sight, but the sight keeps moving around like its not bolted on right. i keep trying to aim for five minutes never shooting it. then a jackrabbit hops out of a bush about 15 meters to my right. without even thinking about it, and without moving any other part of my body to include my head and eyes, i aimed the crossbow at the rabbit with my right arm and squeeze the trigger, hitting it perfectly center mass in the left side that was facing me. i then bring the crossbow back to my shoulder and keep trying to aim at the can, but the ex is impressed with this. "you just sidearmed and nailed that rabbit!" she said. "it wasnt that far away. i didnt need to think about it." i replied. i then turn my head to look at the rabbit, and it is a furry bloody still twitching mess.

last night, i had a different dream. i was driving a very rusty cutlass supreme down a rural road surrounded by fields of crops. i was driving very fast because i was being chased by the cops. and i was laughing the whole time, because they were the cops that i worked with. i then realize that they are catching up fast and i needed to do something so i turn into a deep mudpuddle on the side of the road and stop. when they get out of thier cars and move to surround me, one of them gets close to the back of the car. i floored the accelerator and the tires spun, kicking up mud on the cops uniform and sending me into a field without crops. i continued driving and somewhere along the lines the cars dissapear, leaving me on foot and the cops on foot too. i had a very good lead on them. i could see them running after me about a quarter mile back. then i see a cat in the field. i knew i should have kept running, because the cops were going to go sickhouse on my ass the second they caught up wtih me. but i was compelled to the cat. it was light in color, and acted very indifferent to me. when i picked it up, it started to scratch at me but just let me hold it. i woke up then.

also i had another dream last night where i was chasing a parasail being carried by the wind. and when i finally caught it, it was pretty much ruined.