last night i watched a forest burn down on oakdale road, where stan tschiegg helped me to my parents' house. there i found a basement i didn't know my parents had, where there are also a huge old dog that i didn't know we had name big bird. i then went to a high school football game where i threw up on ciarra lopez and watched my rommate amy sing at halftime. i then was so embarrassed for her, i crawled down a stage tunnel and ended up in my parents' secret basement again where brandon ensz was hanging out, waiting to carve my parents cabinetry in said secret basement. oh and then at the end he put his hand in his pocket and brought out one of these:
in a plastic bubble. sweet.
nights like last night solidify my belief that dreams mean nothing...at least, i hope so.
Bahahah. I'll have to tell my dad about this one! ;)
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