Fingernails / Van Theft

Fingernails -

I was taking an extended nap on my couch, and I dreamt that I woke up on my couch to find that the fingernails on both my hands had been painted with purple nail polish. I knew right away that it was a joke that had been played on my, and that either Cat or Kristen had done the actual painting. I remember being on the phone with Zach, and asking him which of the two it was that actually did the deed, which makes no sense, because Zach lives in Pullman, and would have no way of knowing the haps up here.

Van Theft -

I was driving my van past the mini storage, toward Grayson's house, and I parked it by that millwork outlet building, and walked the rest of the way up that little hill, my goal was to get to a high point, so my cell phone would get reception, and I could recieve a text message that I knew had been sent to me. I got to the top of the hill, got the text message, then realized that there were two figures running away from the van into the darkness. I instantly knew that these two characters had broken into my van. I started running back to catch them, but I knew it was futile, they were running too, and they were already a half mile ahead of me. I noticed as I was running a third man standing near the van with a German Shepherd on a leash, but I could tell he was just jogging, and wasn't planning on stealing anything. I was kind of frightened of his dog though, so I kind of ran sideways up the bank on one side of the road and grabbed a fairly large rock. When I reached the man and his dog, I threw the rock near them to distract the dog while I checked the damage on the van. One side window was broken, and there was a ton of stuff in there I had never seen, and I was sure some of it must be missing, though all of it was unfamiliar. I took the van to the mini storage and my mom and I started looking through it to assess my losses. As we were looking through it, I kept finding weed pipes, and I would have to deftly hide them from my mom. I would pretend I was just checking the contents of a drawer, and I would stash a pipe in it. Then I'd find another, and another, and had to keep hiding them. I don't know how I managed it, they were everywhere.