mei

it's funny how i never get out anymore. for a year or so, i was a pretty consistent raver. now i haven't been to more than two parties in the last year. i miss it, but the drugs were so bad for my already-low-on-seratonin brain. i like to dance so much, and i never go do it. i need to go see dahlia at the ohm more often. the cd is ok, not spectacular, but they are so phenomenal live. and once school is over, i think i'll be a raver again for a little while. a significantly more cynical raver, but i'll go to parties nonetheless. i'm super-regressive anyway - it's kind of the scene for me. don't get me wrong - i kind of want to kick candyravers with bracelets up to their biceps as much as the next sensible person.. i mean to each their own, they're just annoying. but i think the subculture kind of has(had) the right idea. i miss it. school takes over everything, though. maybe next semester i can do a little bit more going out. aside from my thesis, all i have to do is go to german 110 and dance 110. what a schedule for a senior.

i had a dream last night that i remembered... i was at safeway, looking for stuff to make a sandwich. i took a mop from the guy mopping the floors, to help him, and started mopping. he watched for a minute, then screamed "you're doing it all wrong!! have you ever done this before?" i answered in the negative, and he yelled "well we have new floors made of nitrogen, and you have to mop them in a special way!" and grabbed the mop. so i went to a different grocery store, and went to the produce section, where there was produce scattered all over the floor.. so i got a broom, and started sweeping it up. the produce manager came running over, and yelled, "don't you know our new policy? we place the vegetables on the floor before we place them on the shelves!" so i stopped. then i went to the deli, where there was ham , laminated and rolled up like butcher paper, and ducks and chickens hanging in the window, like a chinese deli.

i don't know what it means - but i did go to bed hungry...