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had to change the pic - this ones a little more exciting - you can see alex there behind me, and you can see charles' tail too



I think Im going to walk up to nob hill, drink some, and then walk down to gothic night downtown -
my dreams always become so strange and vivid when I take a break from sleeping medication. I love it - I dreamed that an old friend, who lives in new orleans suddenly showed up on the city bus - I was visiting her at her friends house, and she had a fishbowl full of shrimp that were crawling and sliding around in a bunch of dense white foam - she said they made the foam and lived in it.

Also, I was drunk in another dream and I knocked a jar off the shelf, when I looked down, I saw that it had hit my rats glass cage and broken it, and a piece of glass had cut one of my rats - I also noticed that another one of my rats was trapped in a cage full of fire-ants and had been there for some time and was being bitten all over - I pulled him out and brushed the ants off, and I think thought to myself that a cage full of fireants was just an accident waiting to happen.

there was also a dream where I had a scooter, and some girl was hanging out with me - I didnt think of hooking up with her bc Im kind of seeing this other girl (in real life) - but I got in an argument with a bunch of this girls friends and so we left some party.... at one point I had a gun and a syringe and we were at a gas station and there was gas on the pavement and it was on fire -

the first one was the strangest - there was some young boy, who had some strange medical condition where his blood kept leaking out of his body, so his whole body was in this plastic bag that caught the blood and sent it back into him - it was like a marvel of modern medical technology that he was able to have this setup - but somehow I had some special connection to the kid, and we were hanging out alone in some house - he was asking for a good book to read, and I recommended the brothers karamazov - I suddenly realized later that I had left him in the house when I left - and his life support system required that he not be gone from his home for too long or something. It was his father or older brother that I went back to the house with frantically, and when we got there the boy was lying still with his eyes closed - and I was really emotional and was saying "please, please tell me that he's still alive." and the other guy, who went up to look at him said "nope, hes still dead..."