speaking of dreams..
last night's dreams were scarce, i only got about 4 hours of sleep. all i really remember is riding in a car with tommy ruble and we were going to a house that we both used to party at (separately, of course). it was filled with crusty punk crackheads. there was a kind of new-wave band playing in a big empty room and everyone stared at us with big, spaced out eyes as we drove through. then k8 and i were at a gas station and this gang of guys in black hoodies jumped us and roughed us up a little bit. i got back in the car and worried someone had stolen my cds but it turns out i was sitting on them.