But last night I dreamed that I had a friend help me out with the job and he went to Dr. Leo Marvin's house.
Shoot. I was so nervous the whole time because I can't let people help me with the census and I was sure that my life was over.
Hmmm... some people (such as the writers of this blog) might consider a dream to be random neuronal firings that the brain attempts to organize into a story, that take place in the fourth stage of the sleep cycle, also known as REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep. Others know better...
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Is that you in the picture? And Bobo?
Yeah, that's me. Unfortunately it's not Bobo- just some dog who lives there.
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