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Head Automatica was freakin awesome last night! Although when they first came on stage, I had to notice that they were all, in the words of the lovely Lauren, wee-men. The lead singer was so tiny! But he was still hot, and I got to scream Beating Heart Baby from the second row, woop.
Apparently, my roomates informed me that lately i've been talking in my sleep. I'm actually shocked I didn't utter anything last night. It was one of the strangest dreams just because of how much it jumped around. It had aspects of three very different movies: Wedding Crashers, Twister, and Taxi Driver?? So yeah, I killed a pimp with Robert DeNiro in the slums of New York, then went to a ritzy wedding for Owen Wilson and Rachel McAdams, where I proceeded to get very drunk off of wine because I didn't have a date and everyone had paired up. George Clooney was there for some reason, along with other celebrities. Owen tried to hook me up, and finally George saw what a shit show I was and asked me to dance haha. Then, a large storm/tornado came to where the wedding was and we all had to hide/make a run for it. It was beyond weird. It definitely wasn't a good dream, because I dont remember being happy in it, but it was one of those dreams where you want to stay asleep just because it's so damn interesting haha.
Anywho, enough about that. I have shitloads of work to do and not enough hours in the day, but I at least have a plan now for what I must get done each day until Thursday, and then I'm homebound! Yayyy! Ok I'm done, adieu.
Apparently, my roomates informed me that lately i've been talking in my sleep. I'm actually shocked I didn't utter anything last night. It was one of the strangest dreams just because of how much it jumped around. It had aspects of three very different movies: Wedding Crashers, Twister, and Taxi Driver?? So yeah, I killed a pimp with Robert DeNiro in the slums of New York, then went to a ritzy wedding for Owen Wilson and Rachel McAdams, where I proceeded to get very drunk off of wine because I didn't have a date and everyone had paired up. George Clooney was there for some reason, along with other celebrities. Owen tried to hook me up, and finally George saw what a shit show I was and asked me to dance haha. Then, a large storm/tornado came to where the wedding was and we all had to hide/make a run for it. It was beyond weird. It definitely wasn't a good dream, because I dont remember being happy in it, but it was one of those dreams where you want to stay asleep just because it's so damn interesting haha.
Anywho, enough about that. I have shitloads of work to do and not enough hours in the day, but I at least have a plan now for what I must get done each day until Thursday, and then I'm homebound! Yayyy! Ok I'm done, adieu.