Crazy shit.
I need some sun. Actually lots and lots of sun. I love that warm feeling. I should just take a weekend off and find someone to goto the beach with me. I dreamt last night that I was in my first week of college. I chose Millersville, and somehow, in the middle of lancaster, there was a beach about 5 minutes from campus. I was attacked by a guy who lived down the hall from me, and I had no idea what to do. My brother and mother came up to visit the next day. Then I realized that I had missed work because I had forgotten to quit before I left for school. I have too many strange dreams, too often. Anyways, my neighbor was held at gunpoint upon arriving home last night. New family rules have been put into place. Whatever happened to living in a nice neighborhood on the right side of town?