and i hope you are having a nice trip.
last night's dream had too many things to remember, but it seems to me that the moral of the dream was to watch as little tv as possible. but i do remember getting into multiple fist fights because i spit in some faces but, to be fair, the was a unscheduled meeting of insurance agents and doctors in my room focused on how to con senior citizens into buying these faulty glasses. plus everyone was wearing suits. i hate that. earlier, one of my roommates had a psychotic episode and started shooting my other roommates with a shotgun while i hid under my bed. then it was snowing and all the elementary kids were throwing snowballs at me. but i wasn't sad about that, i was sad about the snow.
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i dont think anyone would blame you for punching people who wear suits.
they punched me after i spit in their faces
i bet adam was the roommate with the shotgun.
nope. he got shot. i'm not sure if it was matt or someone else who had broken in the house. i never got a good look at the gunman (or, possibly, gunwoman).
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