Dreams
Came home exhausted today per usual. I don't know if it is lack of sleep, or the fact that i havent been eating more than once a day, or probably both. cleaned my room a little then went to sleep at about 9:30. but the weirdest part was the dreams i had. a few cool dreams about girls i like, lol. And then one really fucked up one where me rob and becca went to some show, and i ended up hanging out with some dude that looked like gary bucey but not, and some other guy i cant remember, we ended up walking around this huge movie theater with about 100 different screens, that i always dream about, except that it wasnt showing any movies, so it felt more like a casino, or i guess a comic convention, but i've never been so i wouldnt know. Any way, me and these guys are walking around aimlessly drinking the whole time mind you, and at one point i end up going with the gary bucey one to meet his girlfriend, who turns out to be this really hot rockabilly chick, sitting in my car(which is some sort of hawaiian VW bug type car with a fold down top) with her friend who is also a very attractive rockabilly chick. As i am talking to her the gary look alike walks off for some reason and dissapears and rob and becca show up again, and the girls turn out to be old friends of rob's. Apparently at this point we are all in the car talking and drinking i must have gotten extremely blitzd because the next thing i know we are driving somewhere, and i was in the drivers seat the whole time. when i realize this i ask them if i have been driving the whole time and rockabilly chick number one says "oh great" but the other one says "no its ok we're going to my place in seatle" (which ends up alot like orange county california) Apparently we continued to drink or something because i black out again and wake up at a very large house (by the beach/forrest???) which we apparently live at, but i am alone. i head outside to see what the hell happend and they all pull up with the top down (the two chicks have two dudes with them now). they say somthing to the effect of sorry and head inside. The car is covered with margaritas and tiny jim beam bottles and i guess that was the end. Throughout the dream i had another adventure involving some kinda school, but i dont remember that one at all. and now it is 12:30, and i can't sleep because my room is a fucking furnace for some reason.
what the hell.
what the hell.