Odd Dreams

Really fucked up dream – it just kept continuing everytime I woke up and went back to sleep. TBF says that happens when the subconscious is trying to work on something – but WHAT? *L* so.. we save it here for posterity:

Asshole was home – and all his friends showed up to clean out the garage – one with a miniature garbage truck even… T was there, some other little latino guy, and the girl with the garbage truck (not familiiar)..
They like swept out everything from the garage – threw EVERYTHING (even the pile of laundry which had me screaming at T because I only had what I was wearing at the moment left) away, t pointed out where he’d placed the laundry, we were slow dancing in the garage (who knows – it was a dream)
the other latino loaded up his truck, Asshole jumped in, and as they were driving away I saw two little heads poke out of the garbage can – laughing, and asshole and the little latino laughing too and waving.. the pup and nephew were riding in the garbage can and everyone seemed to think it was fine – t held me back so I couldn’t go after them.
I grabbed the phone, had to leave a voice mail on the girl in the dumptruck’s phone because she didn’t have it on, telling them to at Least buckle the kids in and bring them right back home – they ahd stowaways…. no answer, no return call.
that was the first wake up…
then when went back to bed, it started again, and still no kids – but no asshole either, so assumed he had them. ultra slow mo – nothing really happened everyone moving normally, but just a passage of time… that was the when asshole called to wake me up again
then in the last hour – I finally freak out cuz its been like 6 hours, and Asshole shows up without the kids “dunno waht your talking about, they’re here with you.” and I go BALLISTIC… call Jen – find out the little latino had dropped off timothy, but no one has seen the pup, I slam out, dialing 911, scream at asshole to find the “goddamn little spic and get my fucking daughter back you piece of shit” Mom hears this and heads my way -jen is somehow there playing baseball with timothy and still no pup, T runs down the street toward the latino’s place, then asshole comes STORMING back from the latino’s place, saying that the guy hadn’t seen the pup at all.., hops in the VW bug that’s oddly the highth of a jacked up pickup, I climb in he doesn’t wait until I’m in or my mother who’s coming with us, almost hits her with the car, I get in and into the backseat, mom is climbing in….Assholes already moving..

…I get pounced by the pup who’s home from church and telling me I shouldn’t be sleeping. *shakes head* so there ya go.

And there ya go.