-I should probably go to a drag show at CC's sometime.
-Daunte's has the best worst pizza ever.
-A shot of Cazadores Repasado is never a good idea.
-Embers has a $6 cigarette vending machine that sells Camel No. 9's. (Cheap for a vending machine.)
-Adam is more sporadic and forgetful than I am when he's drunk. xD
-I probably should let any conversation having to do with Adam and Miles roll over me when I'm drunk.
-The Used and Pokemon are the best drunk therapy ever.

I had a dream that me and some friends(A) were all hanging out at someone's(B) house when my boyfriend(C) found a card left by my mom.(D) It contained tickets to some
Rugrats show at the Arena.(E) So we all get into my car with my mom and we drive to the Arena and wait in line for parking. Well, it hits me just then that I left my ticket at my friend's house. After turning around and discovering that the exit to the parking lot is blocked off, my mom explains that each ticket holder can bring a plus-one, so I was my boyfriend's plus-one for the evening.

While we're waiting outside of the Arena for the show to start, shots ring out from somewhere near the front of the line and the cops come screaming
down the street. Everyone is in mass panic and my boyfriend disappears. I find him later and it turns out he was trying to ditch me. He was only pretending to be my boyfriend and in all actuality he isn't even gay.(F)

Meanwhile, the cops are firing shots at anyone that's alone on the streets. My "boyfriend" disappears and I'm left to fend for myself. It starts to snow and I run into the nearby residential area. Sirens are screaming everywhere and I hop a low rock wall and lie flat on the ground. A car turns down the street in my direction and turns off its siren and lights. It slows down when it nears me and suddenly bullets are hitting the other side of the wall I'm hiding behind.(G)

A: I don't know who these people in my dream are.
B: I don't know whose house we were at. It looked like a lot of the houses I saw when I went to California.
C: I don't know this guy, or even his name. I kept calling him "boyfriend" in the dream.
D: She left the card at my friend's house for me to find?
E: It was a weird cross between the Spokane Arena and the Rose Gardens.
F: I know, what the hell?
G: This city and everything else except my "friend's" house looked nothing like anywhere I've ever lived or even visited. Don't even ask me to describe it.

NEW DREAM

So I'm sitting at a bar in some place that kind of looks like a street in New Orleans when I see giant robot feet walking down the street. I run outside and it's exactly as it seems: A giant Gundam-looking robot is walking down the street. I turn the other direction and hundreds of people are running after this robot. So of course I run in the opposite direction thinking the bars won't be as crowded now and I can have a drink in solitude.

I'm wrong, I'm getting hit on by every gross troll in this bar that looks like this mexican restaurant in Spokane called Puerto Vallarta. So I leave and outside is James, Gary, Ian and some other guys I don't know walking around in sexy little outfits. They're all male escorts. I go up to talk to James and his pimp is sitting down the block in a beat up old Volvo flashing his lights at me as if to say, "Don't touch the merchandise before you pay for it."

James and I start to walk away when his pimp steps out of the car. This guy turns out to be pretty big and good looking in a badass, Vin Diesel sort of way. He goes up to Gary and grabs him by the arm and tells him to go make him some money and quit socializing. Gary gets scared and starts to struggle. Then the guy hits him and I run away.

NEW DREAM


I'm standing in line with a bunch of other guys of various colors, shapes and sizes. We're all sorted out by body type and told to flex and say this crazy line from some movie. As this is going on John Kerry is talking to a reporter when he farts and is instantly set aflame by his fart. He rolls around on the ground and someone puts him out with a fire extinguisher. The director goes down the line of guys and continues telling them to say ridiculous things when John Kerry sits down on a toilet that's just right there in the middle of the room and announces that he has to let out another fart. Everyone promises to cover their ears and turn the sound off on the cameras so the people watching at home don't hear it either. I don't cover my ears and he lets out another big fart. It started slow at first and then sort of exploded. Literally. At first I thought the toilet was overflowing with crap but then I realized what was coming out of the toilet was actually bright orange flames. He drops to the ground again and starts rolling around on fire when I splash the water that's in the toilet onto him and douse the flames.

THE END