Want to hear a joke?

So four girls are at a singles activity. They don't know each other very well, but they all happen to be standing together. Suddenly, from the north, a giant beam of light appears stretching from the ground to the heavens.

The first girl falls to her knees and shouts,

"It's the second coming!" she then proceeds to pray for forgiveness for all the things she's ever done wrong.

The second girl started crying and reading her scriptures, cramming, as it were, for the eternal test.

The third girl glances up at the beam of light and merely grunts.

"Why," said the fourth girl to the third girl "do you not think it's the second coming?"

The third girl rolls her eyes and says, "Not unless Jesus is going to Weber State University first. That's their *moon spot."

The fourth girl looked down at the now confused repentant girls and laughed really really hard.

I was that fourth girl.

I suppose there should have been some immortal lesson about being prepared with maybe a ten virgins analogy thrown in, but I was too busy laughing.

*Weber state has a spotlight they shine up to the moon to measure the distance between here and there. But it can easily be mistaken for the pillar of light often associated with celestial descents. It also has been used to call Utah's own vigilante when it's cloudy.

In the dark of the night.

I hate nightmares.

I don't have them very often, but when I do, they are vivid and frightening. I had one the other night.

I dreamed that our next door neighbor was kinda creepy and kept asking me all these questions about my and my sisters routines. Eventually I slammed the door in his face. He must not have liked that because I came home from shopping the next day to find my sisters had been killed. It was awful. There was blood spattered everywhere, and the killer had drawn a smiley face in blood on our wall. I knew it was the next door neighbor, deep deep down inside. The FBI came and cleaned everything up, and they also told me that the serial killer was now after me. We knew this because at the funeral, someone handed me an envelope filled with money, and on each one of the bills, a letter was circled, and it spelled out "I'm going to get you!"

I don't know where there is a exclamation point on any money, but it was there in the dream.

Anyway, I had to change my name and move, but every time I did, he would find me again and try and kill me.

I woke up at 2 shaking and couldn't get back to sleep. I kept trying to convince myself that there was nothing wrong, but that I had better stay in bed, just in case. Then I had to go to the bathroom. So, picking up my Snow White piggy bank figuring I could princess him to death if anyone tried anything, and with my back against the wall, I made for the bathroom.

After taking a few breaths and telling myself nothing was wrong, I walked around the apartment, checking for bad guys. Satisfied that no one was there, I went back to bed and hid my head under the covers. Then I peeked out again, just in case.

Please share nightmares so that I won't feel so silly about being scared out of my mind. It seems dumb now, but at the time it was freaky.

Beware!!