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BUCKLE UP KIDS in last night& #39;s vivid dream, i impersonated an apostle& #39;s son so they would let me in the temple because aliens were coming and for some reason they were gonna land there and i had to do... something??? idk and then the dream kinda started over so i was like 1/
sweet i already know what to do, but THIS time the aliens just started taking people! so we start running (and by we, i mean me and brian david gilbert) and we steal a car and we& #39;re both like oh no we keep jumping from slightly different alternate universes! 2/
eventually we& #39;ll go crazy because we won& #39;t remember where we are or what& #39;s happening!! and in the car, there is a book that appears to be 1950s themed mystery novel titled "What& #39;s not on the hill" and the last name of the author starts with N (this will be important later) 3/
okay so then my alarm goes off at 9:40 instead of 7:40 because daylight savings??? so i grumble that i& #39;m late for work and it& #39;s so dumb that phones can& #39;t adjust their alarms to go off at the right time. so i go to my desk and start answering customer emails 4/
and there& #39;s an email thread that i& #39;ve replied to before from a woman who says that the author of that mystery novel is a sperm donor and father of her child (the book is now on my desk!!) and could i pretty please send the cover art for one of his novels? 5/
