freakpirate

6/6/06 is messing with my head. I just woke up from a very strange dream.

For the most part I don't rememer what was going on. There was some sort of fair going on and there was a beach. At one point the bus I was riding ploughed through the festival and spun out into the side of a house. Everyone was okay but it was really strange. Afterwards my friends Mike, John and I went down to the fair. Weetzie was there for some reason. I got into a fight with someone at the beach because he kept splashing me with water and I called him a douchebag. At one point he stabbed me in the shoulder with a needle and injected me with something. I pulled it out, jabbed him in the chest and injected him with the rest and ran away. My arm hurt. I went back to the house (apparenlty there was now a beach near my house) and told Mike. He went out, caught the guy, chained him in the bathroom and we beat him to death. Then Mike told me that he his girlfriend had dumped him and that's when I woke up.

Seriously bizarre.

I'm going to Toronto today. I'm excited. You Toronto folk had better not be too busy this week...