Anything Italliced I've added just now.
Taken from my LJ:

Man I had a weird dream last night. Basically, Denim<i>(a friend of mine</i> and I were moving to this place. I'm not sure what it was, but it gave us a place to sleep, an education, a place to work. On the day we were moving, we left our home and drove to this place, which was only in Robina (5 minute drive). We entered the building, which kinda looked like a white bricked factory, and inside was a mix between a hotel lobby and a hotel room. It was biggish, and had a reception desk with register and everything, but lined with beds etc. At the counter was Professor Dumbledore, who turns out to own the place. He introduced himself, and showed us where we will be sleeping, eating, working, learning, everything. When he opened up the rickety door, we started to cack ourselves laughing and its size because it was so small. Now that I think about it, it was pretty large.

Now I'm gonna skip a bit, cause I don't remember it. Skipping towards my first lesson: The apparently small room was filled with long desks, which fit about 3 or 4 people each. At the front of the room was Mr. Graham, my Chemistry teacher. I'm not even sure which class this was, but basically all he was talking about was how it is actually healthy for you to drink your pee that comes from you first thing in the morning, cause its been going all stale overnight in your bladder. He was going through all the Nutrition Information, saying how it gave you 900% more calcium then milk etc etc. Our homework was to drink our pee in the morning (which never happened, cause this dream only went through the first day and night).

The next bit I remember is work. There wasn't much to it, we were just cleaning out the small hall. It was pretty boring, but after it was done we had to go to bed. So we did.

I was quite restless that night and couldn't get to sleep. Denim was actually sleeping out in the foyer, not the small hall. Anyway, I got up and went out to the foyer and noticed that Denim was out of bed. Weird. So I went outside. Before I got to the door, there was a jug of milk, which I gulped down a mouthful of, which was kinda chunky and continued going outside. There were cow paddocks, a lake, but no David. I tried to jump one of the fences to the cow paddocks, but it turns out that the cow paddock was actually a cow paddock painted wall, with a door. I opened the door, and Professor Dumbledore was performing some stand up comedy. He was pretty good actually, too bad I don't remember any of his jokes (Well, they came from my mind anyway). But it turns out that the milk was tainted was cow patties, which was disgusting seeing as I just drank some. But it also had lollies in it too, which I must have swallowed wrapper and all. I went back to sleep, and woke up in real life.

..It was weirder than it sounds.:P"

And also from my LJ. BoB appeared in this one (It was from when the World Cup was on, so June or something :P) :

"He <i>(BoB)</i> turned up at my <i>ex-</i>work (Red Rooster ) after I had finished. We sat down and he give me a brochure to the carnival thing he was attending and a random quiz. The carnival was for tomorrow, and was held down at the big park near my house. He told me to give the quiz to him completed at the carnival. I said ok, and I started to fill out things right there. Some were really easy, such as "Name all the colours in the following picture: ". So I wrote down "Yellow, black and white." He marked me wrong, and insisted that black and white were shades. They're colours in my world!

Anyway, another question involved me having to survey some random people, so I went to some randoms sitting down eating (we were still at Red Rooster). We asked them all the questions, and they answered with pleasure.

Then, suddenly, a man from outside walks inside. He orders food, and then hold a gun up at the cashier (Paul). I started to run at him, but BoB held me back (exactly like it happens in the movies). BoB walked forward slowly (and has seemed to grown in a matter of minutes) and started telling him a bunch of statistics, pie graphs included. He finished it with an eestlinc quote, and the criminal fell to the floor. He was dead, and BoB had saved the day, yet again. <i>(Hahaha, I make myself laugh) </i>

After this little incident, we both went home. How he went home when he lives in Scotland, I don't know. I started to do more of the quiz. I forgot all of the questions now, but...ok, no buts.

Anyway, the next morning was the day of the carnival. I got up early in the morning to help set up, as I lived only a minute walk away. There I found Tim, Denim and Phil<i>(all friends of mine)</i> hanging out with BoB. How they knew who BoB was I don't know. I gave him my quiz, and he added it to the pile. I asked him what the quiz what about, and he told me he didn't know. Apparantly Tim, Denim and Phil had also done a quiz. We all chatted for a bit, and the carnival started.

It wasn't much of a carnival. There were about 20 tents with people either selling, advertising or doing stuff. There was also one tent which was showing the Italy vs. Australia world cup game. BoB directed us all over to his tent. We chatted for a bit, and he led us inside.

When we went inside, Tim, Denim and Phil disappeared. It was just me and BoB. And we had seemed to have been teleported back to my work. BoB was wearing a hat, which I only noticed cause I have never seen him with a hat on (Loony BoB with a hat). Anyway, he sat me down and started asking me questions. He was serious. I didn't know the answers to any of the questions. He interrogated me, hit me, threatened me, hit me more, until I answered the questions. I told him I didn't know. Eventually, he said 'fine'. He clicked a button, and I saw Tim, Denim and Phil being lowered into a vat of lava behind me. I told him I didn't know, and he started to lower the ropes. I yelled at him, tried to get the button off him, hit him, but nothing prevailed. Eventually I yelled "Fine! I'll talk!" and he pressed the button to stop it. Tim's hair was nearly gone.

I don't remember what I told him, but I lied. He seemed happy with the response, so he led me outside, where the carnival was being packed up. I ran over to the nearby basketball hoop and BoB marked my answers on the quiz. We walked up a hill and walked back down for no reason whatsoever. When we came back down, BoB disappeared, and I broke my hip or something. I walked over to the tent which was showing the World Cup, just to see Italy score that stupid penalty. I walked back up to my house, hip now seeming to be fine, and woke up. The end.
That was a weird dream."

And just the other week, BoB apparently repaid me, and had a dream with me in it. Apparently, I was at his New Zealand house, and I was carving stuff into the walls. And his mum was getting really peed off at me. Or something like that.