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I dreamed again about my Aunt Margaret and Uncle Jerry's house last night. IN this one, my aunt had made an animal rescue out of the garage, and there were several animals so injured and diseased the only thing to do was put them down. I was looking for a vet to do this. THere was lots of people trying to help me, and some I knew, some I didn't. There was a panda, many dogs, and chickens and rabbits all over the place. She was breeding white mice to sell to pets stores so she had some income, and there were old things stored everywhere. At some point during the dream, my aunt went from showing me around to having been dead for a few years (which she has been in reality). It was up to me to clean everything up and put it all to rights. I was determined to do it.

Seeing if the LJ update on Facecrack works.

'ere I am, J.H.

And here are the kids, staying up late and partying wildly.

This article suggests that organic food has no health benefit over non-organic. I dispute that. Their article is based entirely on nutritional values. I was under the impression the benefit of organics was more to the environment and the body by not using pesticides, and herbicides. Yes, I know, whether they're carcinogens is still disputed, but they are poisons, and I'd prefer to not eat them if I could help it.
Also, I find some fruits, especially tomatoes and oranges, simply taste better when they're organically raised.

Opinions?

Roz wanted to play Wii Fit today. So I set her up with an account, went into games, and had her stand on the board. I used her body like a giant joystick, directing where she should lean.

Roz is now the top scorer on all the Wii Fit games she was allowed to play!

One of my recurring dreams always happens in Selkirk: The 7-11 is always involved, which is always altered some how. It usually occurs up and down Manchester Ave and Eveline Street, ending in my Uncle Jerry's house. Why I always dream about my uncle's house, and not the hosue I grew up in, I don't know, but I do. This time it had an extra floor. There were several monsters ravaging the town, including a giant duckling, and a giant mummy.

In another recurring theme in my dreams, I called 911, and nothing happened.