Oct 02, 2009 14:02
I took a short nap earlier. Because I woke up to a 5 am text, then again at 6 to a spastic cat knocking a glass off the coffee table, spilling white cran-strawberry juice onto the table/couch/carpet.
Anyway. I had the weirdest freakin dream. We were hanging out at my high school, but it was two stories. There was a combination of old and new friends...Jimmy, Krazy, Thish, Sherri, Homo, Tom, Mary (Smyth err Farley type), and Justin. Jimmy and Krazy were mad because I hugged Tom. Tom was headed to the airport. Sherri thought Homo, Tom, and I were stupid because we didn't know what "us cans" were. Justin was mad because I told him the bar wasn't open yet.
I just remembered another dream from last night in which I was going to visit Brent in the hospital. He was there for treatment. Throat cancer. And he was pissed because he couldn't sing anymore. Roommie, Bobby Nowlan, and Homes went with me and they were all VERY sad.
What the fuck over?
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