Saturday, December 17, 2005

I just had a dream about lmp. She was having this concert and it was somewhere in cali. It was this huge arena that was painted light green. It was really big (3 levels) but it was really narrow. It was weird too cuz up close to the stage there were booths like at a restaraunt. Anyway, me lindz kelly lil lisa and sherri from high school??? Were there waitin for the show at one of the booths by the stage...we had all these weird random books on the table. we were all talkin about how cool lmp was and there were these weird stupid guys at thetable behind us. We were just about to fight with them when lisa came out. The stage was like in the opening to a tunnel. She was singing idiot in one part and all of the 'rp's started jumping like she does. She started cracking up. Then she was upset cuz not everyone got to the front so she went offstage and p came and told us to wait a certain amount of time and then to come back to the stage so we would be in front. So we did. In the interim lindz almost fought those guys agaain. She busted out her pix and started tellin em how stupid they were. Then we went back and lisa came back out. She was singing and the sat down and started talkin to us kinda in the tunnel where people couldnt see her. Later on she said to make sure 'sun progams' were turned off cuz those made us invisible.p made a special group for the 'rp's so we could communicate online. Then we just chilled. Then all of a sudden i went backstage and went to the fridge trying to find hippo food. The scary bodyguard yelled at me and lmp yelled at him. I explained that i was only looking for baby hippo food. Then on the side of the stage was a baby hippo that i had been raising. She looked like a dog but was a hippo. The i went to find food in this other room and the door was closed but this big giant grizzly bear busted in and grabbed me and rolled me over and tried to play. I screamed for help and lmp came in and said why is he out!?!? And saved me. Then i wokeup.

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