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McPhee saw the attitude change in the

McPhee saw the attitude change in the defense. Holy Cross is in Worcester, about 50 miles northwest of Foxborough. Coach Jeff Fisher broke the news during post-practice remarks Friday at Lindenwood University, grinning at the end of a lengthy answer summing up a scrimmage Friday night that drew about 4,000 fans. "The United States shouldn't be 28th in the world in anything," he said. The Las Vegas charges, filed earlier Friday before the plea agreements were announced, had the same pattern as the previous allegations.

I was in Las Vegas. It was

I was in Las Vegas. It was desolate. There was an earthquake. Fire rushed across the landscape. I hid. Then earth mixed with fire rushed across the landscape. I hid again. Then just earth rushed across the landscape. I hid again. One more time earth rushed across the landscape; this time I hid in a dumpster. When it was over, I went inside the storehouse and asked the clerk what caused the tidal waves and earthquake. The clerk said, bluetooth signals.

I was at school just wandering around.

I was at school just wandering around. Chelsea the person from our Youth and Family waster. I saw Mr. Cap who was a special ed teacher, A bunch of people were doing different things. I was in the hallway. Ms. Flaming, the school secretary, was injured. Her leg was folded backwards and in a cast. I was at one of ballroom dance competitions in Las Vegas. The building the competition was held in was a hospital. My grandmother was laying there in a bed because I found out she was in a bomb accident. Ms. Flaming waist the bed next to her. My grandmother was fine. She told me about the accident and how there was this guy who had a suitcase in there hospital room. He put the suitcase in a spot and later on it exploded. She said this without concern. My grandmother had explained this situation with a random suitcase. I got nervous and thought it would explode. We had to go say goodbye my dance instructor. In the ballroom, I saw him, and hugged him then left. My grandparents and I were in a car and then I realized I left my phone in my grandmother's hospital room. They were both ok with it and said we could turn around, but I was so nervous that we were going to get bombed. Fast forward....... We were in the car in a city, kind of like New Haven, CT. I'm pretty sure I thought I was in Las Vegas though. When I left to get into a car, it warlike leaving an airport

First I was walking by myself in

First I was walking by myself in what seemed to be Las Vegas. There were bright neon signs and casinos and I was waiting for a friend (I think). I then got to a bus stop where I sat down on the bench and was still waiting. The setting changed to the middle of the woods and I think I was supposed to be Red Riding Hood. I was still waiting for someone or something and then I don’t remember what happens next but I was running. Then I woke up.

This is the 4th time I've had

This is the 4th time I've had a re-occuring setting inside a dream. Even though it was the same place every time, different things happened within each dream. The setting is my workplace, only it is not. My workplace is a warehouse set in a metropolitan area that looks of a neon, brightly colored downtown area. It doesn't look as intense as Las Vegas; more of a New York with neon signs feel. The majority of the dream is spent inside of a mall; connected to my work. I have now been here 4 times in four different dreams so I am starting to know my way around it. Every time my dream starts I am running to work but I have plenty of time to get there. The reason I'm being so rushed is to go to this bar before I start work. The bar is like a luxurious hotel bar, complete with a golden awning and load and unloading area in the very back of the mall. The place is very fancy, from the inside out. It's very beautiful and fairly busy, along with the entire setting of the mall. For the fourth time now I've gone there to sneak two beers in before I start my shift. They make you buy tickets and you turn in those tickets to get glasses of whatever you want. I usually get a dark red IPA there. Every time I've had this dream, I've met this girl there that was very friendly to me. She'd engage in most of the conversation, she would approach me instead of the other way around, and we'd talk until I had to leave. She's very beautiful but she's also imperfect. She doesn't look like a model or a celebrity that's too attractive to obtain but she instead has a homely, yet very attractive look. Blonde, petite, and most of her facial features looks to be of European decent. This time around she came up and talked to me yet again. She also have evening bar attire on that fits the atmosphere of the bar even though it is always in the morning. She had a friend of hers with her this time that I never met previously until this dream. Unlike real life, she wasn't very judgmental or condescending to me like most girls are when there friends are approached by men. She seemed just as bubbly and happy to be around me as the girl I kept meeting. By the end of it, we went outside and it was fairly cold out, way too cold for what there were wearing. This is where I finally got the nerve to get her number. My phone isn't a smartphone so it takes awhile to enter somebody's number. She and her friend patiently waited even though it took a long time until I entered her number. Her area code was either 625 or 652...I looked these up and they do not exist. Aside from that, this was also the first time I found out her name, which was just as weird as the area code. Her name was Lythmia. Upon looking up that name, that seems to be some weird connection to Thor and Loki and I am not familiar with those in the slightest. The other spelling it could be, Lithmia, is a medical condition where too much acid is being developed in the blood. I don't know what that could mean.

Vegas

Vegas

I walked into H’s classroom. I was

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.