Hello and good morning. I forgot to write yesterday's dream so  I write todays
quickly before I forget it. I had two dreams and the first one was 'scary'. I
bought a cheap finnish splatter  movie-wannabe 'Frankenström'. Not too bad to
be homemade but  the acting and dialog was mostly crappy.

Dream 1 (I got robstabbed and police doesn't come!): I am sitting on somekind
of metal pipe on the old lower level elementary school  at Toivala. I sit on
the further end of the building and there is a sand road that leads right next
to it (in reality it is grass field). A big convoy truck drives right next to
me and stops.  Three people come out from there (they are russian and talk
funnily) and walk to me. The two others surround me and one approaches saying 
"We money left to the home, you come with us and give us money" and points me
with a small pocket knife. I see the other too have knifes too and  notice too
late that I am way too close to the guys to do anything about it. They start
walking me supposedly towards the teller machine on the  should-be-closeby-mall
. I tell them that I don't have money but I can show  them who has (I am
trying to get to phone/help from others) and  lead them into the school. I
walk among the children and the teachers  with my haunters and wink them
towards Eerik (which was the strongest dude,  although almost the smallest too
on the class when we were there). They ask Eerik to give them money but Eerik
suddenly yells "You fucking  hippie, I won't give you anything" and supposedly
hits him.  A fight breaks up and I got a shallow wound on the chest and the 
knife went through my jacket and got stuck. I run out  and call 112 (equal to
911 in some of the non-standard countries). Then I go waiting for police and
ambulance to the gates but they  never arrive. I go back in to the building to
hear that they allready  were there and left because no-one could tell what
happened.  I am so frustrated because I was the only one with the details. 
Shit.

Dream 2 (A nice bus driver girl has a crush on me until everything fails
majorly): I am sitting on a convoy truck and someone I barely know is giving
me a lift.  The driver is supposedly my uncle's friend and they had agreed to
give me a lift to frankfurt or something like that (weird, perhaps I was on
the way to see Femko). I got an sudden urge to pee and there is no toilet. We
notice a bus (coach for  the less intuitive english speakers) driving on  the
next lane and I decide to go in and ask the driver to let me use their toilet.
Skillfully I manage to get into the bus from the rear back door and walk to
talk  to the driver. Oh my she is pretty! I chat with her and she is sold!  I
ask if I can use the toilet, I could pay ticket for that, and she promises me
to go there. Atleast back toilet works she says. I see people by the back
toilet  and decide to try the middle one. I go in and the toilet is a bit odd.
It is veery small hole on a plastic cover but it is fully stained and wet and
disgusting. I see an another hole lower and decide to pee through it.  I
wonder why in the hell the toilet is like this, it looks like it has soil
floor and all kinds of knobs and plastic gratings everywhere. Well,  I
continue and get back to the woman. We get along fine and I am sure I will
score some beaver later. We stop somewhere and after few hours I get worried
about my  real transportation method, the convoy truck. I decide to call him
but I don't  have the number, neither does my uncle answer to phone. Suddenly
my mom arrives  and reminds me (and the girl is listening too) that because I
have wife and kids  waiting at home, why am I here, on the way to Frankfurt
with some bus driver (although pretty).  The hope for the beaver was gone.