Yesterday I had my annual zombie dream, but with a twist. Instead of the usual walking outside, see the horde and running and then waking in a sweat, it was war. We were outside my grocery store which is a huge warehouse type building. The zombies would jump the fences and run up the narrow alleys on the sides so they were easily taken care of. The bodies exploded in a District 9 fashion so there was little worry of us getting infected from a last minute bite 
. That's when the Lindsay Lohan Powerpuff girl zombie showed up, but luckily Buttercup was there.
Later I escaped to the mountains and found a lovely house to crash in. A nice elderly couple was there to show me around but later left. Later Jon & Kate plus the 8 showed up. Jon sat on the couch next to me and Kate sat at the computer, Jon pulled out a weird plastic flesh-colored (not mine or Jon's more like Kate's) pipe that was pre-packed with weed. He took a hit and passed it to me. Kate got offended by the smoke (or Jon's existence) and told us to move into the adjacent room. My friend Emily was in there with her two younger metalhead brothers (who don't exist in reality). She was (ironically?) playing David Bowie's cover of 'See Emily Play'. I hugged her and (jokingly, intentionally, accidentally) grabbed her possibly pierced boob. She shewed me away because I hadn't seen her brothers at the time and I covered up by belittling them about how their music tastes didn't go beyond the decade they were born in and their KISS lunch box.
. That's when the Lindsay Lohan Powerpuff girl zombie showed up, but luckily Buttercup was there.
Later I escaped to the mountains and found a lovely house to crash in. A nice elderly couple was there to show me around but later left. Later Jon & Kate plus the 8 showed up. Jon sat on the couch next to me and Kate sat at the computer, Jon pulled out a weird plastic flesh-colored (not mine or Jon's more like Kate's) pipe that was pre-packed with weed. He took a hit and passed it to me. Kate got offended by the smoke (or Jon's existence) and told us to move into the adjacent room. My friend Emily was in there with her two younger metalhead brothers (who don't exist in reality). She was (ironically?) playing David Bowie's cover of 'See Emily Play'. I hugged her and (jokingly, intentionally, accidentally) grabbed her possibly pierced boob. She shewed me away because I hadn't seen her brothers at the time and I covered up by belittling them about how their music tastes didn't go beyond the decade they were born in and their KISS lunch box.