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How is it i can ride my bike to school in a major city and feel safer than when i ride my bike to the store in my hometown suburb....

I knew that i would be different, but people in suburbs have no idea how to drive with bikes.  Yes bikes can move into the left hand turn lane and turn, just like cars...because bikes are moving vehicals too!  (thats for you Ms. Black BMW)  I had to watch out for cars in Boston...but the cars here act like I have no place being on the road.  And then to top it all off when asked if i wanted paper or plastic, I said neither I would put them in my back pack because i'm biking...them said "What....? so you want plastic"  No, I want to put them in my back pack....meh *grummble*

Now i must focus on carving some more stamps...Letterboxing madness!

I really need to stop eating things before i go to bed because i swear i have the most vivid dreams.... Tonight:

It started in a musesum somewhere in middle America, its big exisibite was of a skeleton that was mostly of human form but looked mutated. The skull was bigger and more pointed, the forhead was enlarged and the being was very tall in general. The being is kept in a room behind big glass windows. I worked as a tour guide there (i think) and just when were about to close and the last tour of school childern is leaving, a woman walks in. She turns the cornner and we're standing face to face. The woman askes me,
"Are you ready?"
I reply yes and close my eye. When i open them we have traded apperences (i can only guess that she is/was Mystic from the popular x-men series). I, appering as the women, turn and began to leave the mueseum. The woman, now looking like me, uses my security card to enter the room in which the skeleton is kept. The curtains in the room have been pulled now so you can't see whats going on, when she gains access into the room i follow her. When inside the women changes back to her "normal" form and i am returned to mine, but i am no wearing clothes that denote a much more sinister existance. In the room there is the woman that mantains all the exisibites and she questions use as soon as we enter,
"You're not going to take him..."
"He is a god." Mystic answers, and with that she queitly twists the neck or the woman so she is parlised, not dead. With a smile she turns around and says, "We must find a bag to put the bones in."
This skeleton that we are packaging up is one of the first signs the humans are mutating or evolving again, he is also believed to be one of the most powerful mutants to have ever exisited, think about the epic stories of ancient Egypt...now imagine that this man and created all those deastors. As me and Mystic are packing a few more people come to join us (one of them is the girl Jess who lives on my floor). We are all talking a celibrating our slight victory, when i start to voice concern for the keeper of the exibit. Mytic glides over and hushes me as she pours a few drops of a black liquid on to the woman's forehead and then turns to me and does the same....
I began to drift into unconcousness...
"So this is death?" I wisper...

I awake to Mystic standing over me and the whole skeleton is done being packed. It it separated into about 8 bubbled warped envalopes. I look confused and try to grab some ones attention, when Mystic answers the question i haven't asked yet,
"Yes, you're alive. One more drop and you would have joined your friend over there. Sercuity will be coming soon, everyone grab a package and lets go." We all take one of the envalopes filled with the beings bones, but before we exit the building Mystic changes our apperences once again.

Then the next scene I'm at my friend, Nick R.'s house in summerville...but his house is now on my street back in CA. We both appear to be very nervous as I yell at him to get ready. We're both running around like madmen, but we seem to be acomplising very little. We're both waiting for nicks roommate to get back so we can leave. The United States Government has issued a proclamtion saying that all mutants are being detanted and the any person found using]