kba n' a dream.
Last night I dreamt of walking into a record store. It wasn't very well lit and the girl behind the counter was smoking. In my dream, I was still a smoker. I looked through the records (yes, records... odd since I'm a cd fellow) for a bit and then went to the counter. We made some small talk. She offered to call in an order for something I was looking for. Somehow, we were very close, all of a sudden. I could feel her breathing. We started making out, like out of nowhere. She lived upstairs, and so up we went. I started pounding a bottle of whiskey while she stuck to beer. John showed up, hung out, then left. I laid down on her bed and finished the bottle. She popped open a new beer and put some music on. She came over to me.
I hate alarm clocks that wake me up too soon.
I haven't had such a clear dream in a month or so. They've been all blurry and I've been forgetful. Maybe school stress has been doing that. I have no fucking clue. I just know that I have class in an hour and its barely light out yet. I also know that my favorite wulf is coming to town in December and I'm really excited. It is kickmotherfuckingbadass.
I hate alarm clocks that wake me up too soon.
I haven't had such a clear dream in a month or so. They've been all blurry and I've been forgetful. Maybe school stress has been doing that. I have no fucking clue. I just know that I have class in an hour and its barely light out yet. I also know that my favorite wulf is coming to town in December and I'm really excited. It is kickmotherfuckingbadass.