Funeral part 2 and weird dream...

I wanna do something crazy for my funeral because it's like your last party on earth. So here's what I'm going to do. Somehow, I'm going to fake my own death. I don't know how yet, I'll figure out the details later. So after I fake my own death, I'm going to be the one planning my funeral. I'm going to get someone to burn a bunch of paper and get the ashes, and put it in an urn in the middle of the area (wherever I end up having it, prolly some church). Then people can walk up to it and pay their last respects.

Now, I'm going to be at the funeral (alive). I'll be at the very back so nobody can see me, but I'm not going to try and disguise myself. That way people will be looking at me funny. "Is that Colin? No...that can't be him, Colin's dead. We're at his freaking funeral. Colin wouldn't do something like that, would he?" Oh, I would. Some of them might just assume I had a twin brother. "I didn't really know Colin that well, did he have a twin?" My best friends will be like "Yeah, I guess so."

Then I'll come to the front of the place and pay my last respects to Colin. I won't try and disguise myself at all. I'll wear casual clothes, jeans, tennis shoes. Maybe a shirt that says something like "I'm not dead yet." Then I'll talk in my Marvin voice. (If you don't know my Marvin voice, call me sometime and I'll do it for you) I'll start singing a song "Colin's dead, Colin's dead." People will be thinking "Man, what a sick man. He's dancing during his twin brother's funeral." Then I'll be the person who ends the funeral. (Hey, I planned the funeral, I should get something to say) I'll be like "Hey everyone, my name's Marvin. I posessed Colin when he was younger and I just wanted to pay my last respects to him." Everyone will be so confused. Then I'll end with my real voice.

"This was a test of the emergency funeral system. This was only a test. You may go back to your normal lives knowing that I'm not really dead."

Then I'll throw my "ashes" everywhere like confetti.

Okay, so on a different, less weird note, I had a really weird dream last night. So I worked (I DON'T WORK AT TARGET ANYMORE!) with this girl named Shawna. Awesome Christian girl, very sweet, very cute girl. I dreamt that we were hanging out together outside of work (although, she was wearing her work clothes because I haven't seen her in anything but that, except one time at the barber shop). It would have to be a dream, because we never have.

Let me preface this part with this one little disclaimer. I've never had feelings for Shawna other than a Christian bond like the one I have for Kari or Reeser.

During the dream, I remember holding Shawna's hand a few times. Much of the dream is fuzzy though. I also remember asking (although I don't ask him these kind of things anymore) if I could go hang out with some friends (I'm assuming Shawna was one of them, but I can't remember). I got an email from him saying "No, I want you to know how it feels." And then I read at the bottom it said "Oh, and your grounded." I said "What?" in my dream (and apparently in real life) then I woke up. (I think my "What?" woke me up)

My iPod was playing Headlights by The Classic Crime, mostly because I had it on repeat all night. I love that song though. Anyway, that's pretty much it. I'm going to a (real) memorial service today. Two of my kid's (brother and sister) dad passed away about a week ago. Very sad, so I'm going for moral support.