Last night was an interesting one to say the least. I get a message. "Dress in black. We're coming to get you." So of course, I dress in black and warn my roommates that they may have to bail me out of jail cause I have NO idea what's going on. "Shit..." Was my favorite part of the night. EMP~ So fresh, so clean. That's all that needs to be said.

On a completely different subject. I have been having fucked up dreams again. Like I used to. No wonder I'm always so tired lately. I swear, I am the biggest freak of nature. Normal people do not have migraines like I do or fucked up dreams like that. I wonder if the two are connected. Maybe I am just weird. Yeah. I am trying to figure out why the dreams have started again. Everyone I know says I am stressed. But I am always under at least some stress, so I don't think that counts. Maybe it's the new migraine medicine. This medicine sucks. When I go back I am telling the doctor to take me off it. I can't drink, I can't get off, and my sleep is all fucked up. And it isn't helping my migraines all that much. Okay I am done bitching.


-kln-

A good friend will bail you out of jail. You're best friend will be sitting next to you saying, "That was fucking awesome!"