Monday, June 06, 2005

i'm listening to belle and sabastian and it's so perfect for today. i love it.


i had the weirdest dream last night. first off i was doing coke like, the whole time. i was in school and i was doing, in class, i was at my apartment and i was doing it. i remember the feeling of it hitting my nose, very strange. so i had my own apartment but there was one above mine and for some reason they could see into mine. i went up to their house and put this curtain up so they couldn't see into mine and ariel was there. i wont explain who she is, some of you know, and if you don't it doesn't matter. well i went up there wearing this weird dress and asked her if she liked it. she said no. then she said that we should be best friends and wanted to come down to my place. when we got there i told her i needed to put the dress on all the way so she shouldn't look at me. that's all that i can remember of that part. derek was in my dream too, we were laying on my bed talking about manson. i don't know why we were in a rather "sexual" position laying on a bed together but whatever.


last week i had this dream about trent reznor, trevor and chanti. the first thing i remember is being in some house, trevor's i think; and he was talking to these guys at a table. chanti was sitting on a couch away from them i went over to talk to her and said they were talking like a bunch of idiots. derek and maria were looking in through the window too. suddenly trent is there but we're in some building where you fight people. trent has to fight this freddy crugar (sp?) like guy and wins. i was picked up by freddy and really scared i was getting cut up. trent was hurt really bad on his face so he went into an oven to heal it. i went to visit this doctor who i knew was evil and somehow had to prove it. trent came out of the oven but he was super tall. i kissed him but realized by head just met his crotch (har har), he was wearing brown pants. he looked down at me and i just hugged his leg really tight saying i was happy he was ok.


i love dreams.


last night i went to red lobster with laura and then over to lynn hansen's house. hicks. people i didn't know, i really didn't like it and just wanted to leave. very strange for me to be at a "party" like that. laura didn't really want to go over there but i guess someone who she knew was there and wanted to see him. when we got there he was gone. lame lame lame. i hate this fucking place.


later tonight i'm calling de-rockers and maybe looking at some bowls or something. i have a little weed left and need to smoke it or something. i feel so guilty spending any of that money. NO ONE SPENDING AFTER THIS.

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