Afghan Treasures is the blog of APAA - the California-based Association for the Protection of Afghan Archaeology. But recently, in March 2011, it started publishing a newsletter, planned to be produced every two months.
Slept for ten hours last night. Had a dream last night that first of all, everyone from the APAA was at my camp, and people kept mysteriously disappearing, but I was the only one who knew why, it was because one of the old ladies who was the wife of someone was a plasmavore and eating everyone. When she ate her husband, she came out in her true form to the rest of the camp and told them all that if they tried to escape they would be shot and killed, and then set a time for the whole camp's execution. I single-handedly found a way out and saved all the kids who weren't too terrified to not show up at their execution. I was then celebrated at the APAA, but I didn't want to be in the party, so I decided to go chill in the candle-storage room (we had a shitton of tea lights in there) where I found out that Heather told Gracie to off me. Heather and Gracie were chasing me around the world to kill me and got the government and media involved so that I didn't have anywhere safe to go, all because they had a serious drug ring going that was hidden in the APAA candle storage room. Regardless of how silly it sounds, ten-hour nightmares kind of suck.