Lazy Sunday

So I was watching the Office today and I drifted into an interesting dream. There was a convenient store where my stairs usually are outside my apt. in the hall. I'm hanging out talking to a bunch of people, and I am not there to buy anything. No one is working, though, so more people keep coming in. Someone finally walks behind the counter. I walked over to the counter and yelled, "Ok, listen up! If anyone wants to buy lottery tickets or anything else the line starts here!" I walked back over to the girl I was talking to and said, "I have no idea why I just did that, I should get out of here." I walked back to my apartment and opened the door. The first thing I noticed was that my new computer was gone. Then I looked in the bedroom and my furniture was gone. At this point I started to freak out, but I said to myself, "Wait, there is no way someone could take all this stuff in the time I was gone." I felt I must be dreaming, so I started slapping myself on the face but I wouldn't wake up. I saw some dude in the hall and asked him if I was dreaming. He said "What kind of a question is that?" I ran out into the hall, looked both ways, and decided to flop on the ground and try to get up to see if I was really dreaming. The movement felt awkward, and suddenly my head jerked and I sat up as I awoke. I looked at the tv and Dwight was running to his car. He backed up, turned, and slammed on the gas, hitting a pole on his way out of the parking lot. He opened the door, almost falling over, put his hands on the back of the car and ralphed all over the back windshield. Without even thinking he got back in the car and kept driving. Good show.