So Sunday night I got home fairly late. It was a little after 12 and I was hungry like a motherfucker. I ate a lot of food that was only partially microwaved since it was too hard to just watch it sitting there, spinning, while i was so hungry. I ate a lot (four kinds of chicken and Dads eggplant mastaccoli) and then tried to immediately fall asleep.
Bad Idea (http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20061003193419AAaopeD)
Most of that is really badly explained. Besides being very fat the next morning, I also remembered some crazy ass dreams because of my late night snack.
I dreamed that a dude with a knife and a richard nixon mast was at the airport in an underground parking garage. I was coming back from visiting Diandra in california and she was coming back with me. We were in a car and on our way out when the dude ran up and scared the shit out of us. He ended up jumping off of something down to a lower level of the parking garage and I didnt see him again. All the security people had these crazy glasses and I stole a pair and got really worried that I would get caught and put in jail. I ended up going to a party and seeing a lot of people. I remember seeing another couple there where the girl seemed really REALLY thirsty (if you know what I mean) and the guy ended up walking away from her. I was talking to Diandra and Kieran a lot, and Sam kept on giving me wierd dirty looks that I didnt really understand... then I woke up and was like OMFG IM SO GLAD I DIDNT STEAL THOSE GLASSES and went swimming.
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