I never post because its harder and harder to do without mentioning friends or family who may stumble upon it and read it and get all weirded out by it. Especially my weird dreams.

I dreamed once that the Scottish National Soccer team was playing in the courtyard next to the building where I was working. Then when I went out to lunch they were ( Read more... )

Last night I had a dream that The Decemberists came into the art gallery I was in. (White walls and grey concrete floors) Except it turns out that they aren’t the Decemberists but psychopaths posing as the Decemberists. They shot everyone there with arrows, before anyone could react. I was sitting on the floor when the arrows hit me. One in my left ( Read more... )