I'm afraid I can't help it.
Hm.
The other night, we watched the original Dawn of the Dead (which was hilarious). That night I had a dream that I was at some place that was crawling with zombies, but they weren't eating anyone. I was cooking them toast (with moldy bread), eggs, and grilled cheese (not sandwiches, just cheese). Jeff, Julie, and Tom appeared in line to get food from me (sick). Tom mentioned something about the Pope being killed in a bombing, then he quietly told me that he wasn't certain that it was an entirely bad thing. Later on a group of people were standing by a car and a small mob of zombies rushed in and started customizing the interior, the people decided to leave because they were outnumbered.
A few nights later, I had a dream with Adam in it. He was looking for his cellphone. For whatever reason, he always still has his shaggy hair in my dreams. My mom had a dream with him in it recently, too. Also, I thought I saw him at the mall, but it was some boy with Adam's old hair who was too much prettyboy and not enough dork.
On Saturday we went to see Wednesday 13 again. Dave and I got in a fight in public (x2), but we made up later that night/early the next morning. I fell in lust with the Dro (Deadstar Assembly) and got a little crush on Pig (Wednesday's band). There was photo taking and hanging around and talking. And! there was me getting peeped and then molested by Ghastly (Wednesday's drummer) and getting assaulted by the Dro and enjoying it a great deal.
On Monday, immediately after work, six of us set out for Cedar Point and a show in Cleveland in my mom's Lumina. We rode the Millenium Force, the Raptor, the Corkscrew, and the Gemini. Sarah vomited on the side of my mom's car on the way to the Pirate's Cove. It was gross. I felt really sick as well, but refrained from vomiting. The show was good and the venue was too small. Sarah stayed with her new BFF DSA's Russian merch guy and puked a few more times. I toughed it out. After the show was over we were all made to go upstairs to another bar that I never knew existed, the Rockstar Bar, which was really nice. A guy from Warrent was doing 'heavy metal kareoke'. Dave bought me a Wedneday 13 beltbuckle as a surprise. Good times were had. By the end of the night both Pig and Wednesday had gone looking for Sarah on seperate occasions and the guys of DSA had been looking for their merch guy. Eventually they both came wandering in to the bar from the pizza place downstairs. Really, really an incredibly fun night. I can't wait until they come back this summer.
Mostly, I guess that's it.