I had the weirdest dream last night.

[conuly]

I was walking home, along St. Paul's, and I was with the Attic Cat (very friendly feline, by the way. I'd let her in the house if we had a litterbox). And, for some reason, I decided to catch the bus. All the cars were going the wrong way, but it wasn't the wrong way in my dream. And as I waited at the bus stop with two other girls, the bus drives s l o w l y up to us and stops. And a guy with a gun leans out to mug us. So, of course we hand him our money. And then I get Attic Cat - AND HE TRIES TO KIDNAP HER! Which is just unacceptable, so I tackle him. He passes the gun off to me and leaves, and I throw the gun away.

This then segued into another dream.