Another Dream

Long time, no see, right?

I seriously haven't had one dream that I could remember in the last three months.  It's sad, pathetic, and it makes me depressed.

Anyway...

I found a comment on my blog the other day, and I just want to thank the one person who has read my blog for reading it.  I like when people read my blog!

I had a dream this morning, which basically took place in the first room in the house I lived in in New Hampshire.  There was this white spider that very much resembled a tarantula that had crawled out of my shoes.  I (naturally) screamed bloody murder, and couldn't find a heavy enough object to dispatch it away from me.  The spider is basically the only thing I really remember, except I was also having sex (but not during the spider incident), and I really had to use the bathroom.

I nicknamed the spider "Voldemort Spider" in my dream, because it was this milky white spider.