I had two different dreams about snakes last night. I don't really remember either of them that well. One was of a giant snake eating something. The second was of getting bit by a rattlesnake. The girl wasn't me, but I'm not sure if I was her in the dream. (It was more of watching than actually being) So the girl and the guy were trying to figure out which kind of snake it was (I guess so they could get the cure). There were seven snakes in the book that they were looking at and one was pink.

On the way to work while still in the court, my car got a flat, so I pulled into our driveway. My brother and I changed the tire to a spare. I'm going to go the shop tomorrow to get a new tire. I'm pretty sure that when Rob had a flat here, I also had a dream about a snake beforehand.

I didn't really get much done today. I found out that I don't have gallstones, which I didn't think it was. I'm on some medicine that kills the acid in your stomach. I feel tired all the time now. I fell asleep during the day yesterday, which is unlike me. But other than that I'm okay.