Dream #30 (sunday 23rd)
So i'm in a new band and we go to the new practice space. It is a 2 story barn which is clean out. There's still plenty of remnants of dirt and hay on the ground strewn all over the place. It's not a normal 2 story barn like in the country. It's more of a mini one that isn't as rediculously high like normal barns out in the country. I'm real content with it because there's lots of room to move etc. We head to the lounge area which is a living room, bathroom, kitchen area attached to the practice space. All the walls are white and when you step in the door, the hallway is in front with the small kitchen to thr ight of it with walls around it on 3 sides (kitchen opens up on the left and you can see into the kitchen by a box cut out of the wall closest to the door) and a small island in the middle. It's pretty much set up like this guy Derek's friend's place I've gone to in the South Side. The living room is to the left of the hallway and kitchen. it's got like 3 couches lined up the walls like a 3-seater and 2 2-seaters. There's a bunch of people sitting around chatting cuz I guess we are having a get together. I'm sitting in the 3 seater facing the hallway and chatting up with some broad. She's fellin the vibe so we take each other by the hand and walk out into the hallway. That's when I see my old and former friend DJ in the kitchen with a cup in his hand. Looks like there's a bit of some dark borwn liquid inside, which i figure is beer. Some reason, my hands are all powdery and sugary like I've been eating donuts with two hands. DJ sees me and we haven't talked to each other in like 2 years so it was like a slight awkwardness but we both smile at each other and he shakes my right hand even though he knows it's dirty. And we are friendly to each other and such. I see Dougall in the back coming up the hallway from the bathroom and I yell out "look who's here! It's DJ!" I was pretty stoked that we were friendly again.