does anyone still read this? who knows. i suppose there's no loss if no one is reading this...

so last night i had a rather odd dream. it began with my sister and i on an adventure in some big city, later to be discovered as new york city. she and i were walking around. though she is married, she insisted that we go into the e-harmony store (apparently, in dream world, that exists). so, we go in. we register, and she announces that we are on a mission to find my husband. i continually inform her that i'm terribly, terribly uneasy about being in there... something just doesn't seem right. she tells me just to get over it, that everything is fine. so we register and begin to go from room to room. though there was quite a selection of rather, uh, incredible men, i finally convinced her that we should leave. she's quite frustrated that she paid $75 and we were leaving, but alas, she agrees to leave.

as we are walking outside, i realize that i forgot my purse. we go back inside. they search and search, finally finding it somewhere that i never went to. i'm curious as to how it ended up this other room, but am thankful to get my purse back.

once again, we are outside walking on the street. i reach into my purse to get my phone, only to find that my purse is filled with many, many little bags of... cocaine.

i freak out, obviously.

i tell my sister about it. she immediately tells me not to touch anything, but that we should go to the police.

so now we are on our way to the police station in new york city. while walking around (it's raining, side note), there's all of this commotion about something. then, i realize what's happening: it's september 11th... again. so, we go into the nearest building, which happens to be the police station. they seem relatively unphased by the happenings, saying that they've dealt with that before. (which i guess is true, but nonetheless discomforting.) i tell them about how my purse was in another room that i never went in to and that it's filled with cocaine. apparently i'm the hero in some story... the e-harmony store is actually a drug ring that they've been trying to bust for years now.

my parents come to the police station to meet my sister and i, thankful that we are alive. my mom informs me that there was a huge mudslide in macon, creating a sink hole on zebulon road. a bank right in front of walmart actually sunk into the ground, completely gone in a matter of seconds. (the irony of this is that this particular location used to be two different restaurants that never succeeded.... and, apparently, the bank was a disaster, too.)

the end.