Dialing Jolie for world peace

The night before, in complete contrast to a rather nerve wracking day, I fell asleep, lulled by memories which I hadn't thought of in a long time. It was of the first few times I had taken Cajun swimming at the beach, when he was still a gangly adolescent and after we confirmed that he had chronic CHD. Bright sunshine, wet fur in my mouth and all across my arms, claws raking my legs to ribbons as I held him in the water and he struggled, panicky and afraid .I talked to him and held him firm, knowing it was good for him. I only held him in the warm water for a minute or so before I let him paddle frantically for shore, to sit and sulk on the wet sand, salt water dripping from his fur and his tiny eyes reproachful and hurt. He refused to let me near him for the rest of the outing.

But after a few more outings, he would run into the water the first chance he got and would paddle around happily until it was time to go. I felt so proud of him. I fell asleep comforted by the memories.

Maybe that accounts for the totally kickass dream that I had.

I dreamt I was Angelina Jolie. This was not the Mama United Nations Angelina Jolie we're talking about here. And there was no Brad Pitt, thank you very much. I was the World Peacekeeoer Tomb Raider Jolie complete with poseable limbs and accessorized with a special peacekeeping armored exoskeleton made for me which I wore when I beat the crap out of militant groups and terrorists. It had the extendable sping-loaded arms with picners on the end, like something you saw out of an old movie. It was a bitch climbing up the sides of buildings with that suit, let me tell you. World leaders were deeply grateful to me. I was loved by everyone. At one point the citizens of the world lined up to thank me, but I could only manage to have one person kiss my hand and thank me for saving the world before I had to apologise to the rest of the queue and tell them that I was sorry, but I was busy drafting the World Peace Treaty so I didn't have time for their well-wishes.

It was so hard to wake up for class.