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A few days ago I had two dreams about elevators crashing while I was in them. Everyone died except me.

This morning I had a dream that I was running around a college campus and got lost in an apartment building with a pool. I wandered into someone's apartment that had 5 dogs. The two smallest ones bit and scratched my arm. The wounds festered and bubbled and oozed blood and puss. While I was walking back to my car someone was giving me a ticket. It turned out to be an old friend that I don't talk to anymore. While she was saying something to me she went into convulsions and fell to the ground vomiting all over herself some wreched green goo. I kicked her as hard as I could in the side when she stopped spazming and ran off to do something else in my dream but don't remember what at the moment.



Yesterday I drove with the window down and the heat up.



I haven't been out of the house all day today. I woke up at 6:30, took a shower, got dressed, walked to the elevator, watched it open, watched it close, walked back down the hall, took off my clothes, and went back to bed.



I woke up again somewhere around noon and went to a friend's apartment to work on a project and got fun clothing in the process.(: Things with zippers and rings, and netting.



Today is full of red things in more ways than one.):





My week halfway over. It's been a very busy few days. Time is going by very fast and packing in everything it possibly can and then some.



I've been downloading a lot of music and bought a new sketchbook. The "old" one isn't full. It's just....time.



I got two more A's in Visuals.



I got a B on my Fabrics quiz.



I hunger. Like the wolf.