Dreamt about $1 shirts. And getting a letter in the mail... and also reading an email about how much my sis's BFF loves paintballing... hm.
I don't exist - like, I'm watching this go on from one perspective. There are these people that look the same. They stick their hand into a dead guy's body to prove their loyalty to eachother. But one guy doesn't have hands. He has huge masses of cone-shaped flesh that start at his elbows. So he kinda freaks out.
(proly won't stick with an online DJ, i like my notebooks) I'm in my basement - it's been turned into a restaurant. My cats race up a fake tree in the corner. Then they turn into 2 people I know and start chasing each other around. They run up the tree again and then suddenly realize that they look ridiculous and are embarrassed.