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i had a dream early this morning that i was a room (presumably my kitchen, in the dream anyway) with some other people i don't know in reality, but i'm assuming we were assembled there for some sort of club meeting. (?)

anyway, as this older guy with a grey goatee was going on about nothing i started to lose interest and stare out the window instead, it was dark but there was a small light on outside the house and you could see it was raining.

so i continued looking out the window at a heap of random shit underneath a deck, there were pieces of a broken swingset, a couple of pallets, and some other unidentifiable shit because it was dark. what caught my eye was a very dead kitten, in fact, it was the siamese kitten i had a few years ago i named shi no numa.(it was an outdoor cat that "mysteriously" disappeared.) of course i was shocked to see the dead cat there, and i suddenly said to the people in the room- "holy shit, my dead kitten is laying out there rotting on top of a pallet." the guy who had been giving the lecture or whatever says to me, "of course it is, it's been out there all along and you knew that. you should call it by name." for whatever reason i did as i was told and called to the cat, "nuuumaa," and before my eyes the pile of rotten cat started to give out a sickly meow and was reanimated, (!) trying to move around with broken limbs with bones sticking out and legs going the wrong way. 

upon seeing this i let out one of those NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO screams often found in movies, then i woke up.

happy first blog post.