traleela
I had a dream in which Kevin, Daniel, and myself plotted to rob Fry's Electronics for millions of dollars. All the money was on this huge like, paper roll, and we had to be careful and sneaky so we could avoid the cameras set up everywhere. We crawled through electrical vents and things, and for some reason the store was ten stories tall, and on the ninth story a funeral was taking place for one of the guys who used to work there. It was So. Weird.
Anyway, so, I talked to my parents today - yesterday was my dad's birthday, and apparently he had a fine time at a party at Mark and Lynn's (the owners of The Haunta Car) - they're moving to Canada. My brother and some of his friends showed up there, too, and my mom was talking about them:
"One guy played mandolin, and another played the guitar. Oh now that I think about it, that mandolin player might have been the guitar player...hmmm."
Ahahaha. I love my mother's memory. God she's cute.
Anyway, so, I talked to my parents today - yesterday was my dad's birthday, and apparently he had a fine time at a party at Mark and Lynn's (the owners of The Haunta Car) - they're moving to Canada. My brother and some of his friends showed up there, too, and my mom was talking about them:
"One guy played mandolin, and another played the guitar. Oh now that I think about it, that mandolin player might have been the guitar player...hmmm."
Ahahaha. I love my mother's memory. God she's cute.