recap

had lots of dreams lately. One I did not like at all. It consisted of me severely comprising my values. I will not discuss it due to embarrassment and to save guys of mental images. In another one I went to an iron and wine concert and Sam Beam decided to play only his early stuff. It was really percussiony and wierd and bad hard rock and just straight bad. I did get a free cd upon entrance, but it wasn't very good. In another dream I found out that the whole year corey had really lived in a different room downstiars and it was seet and big and had arched ceilings. It was mind blowing. In another one I went to do YL contact work with Drew and Johnny and we couldn't find a pen. We found a caribeaner pen thingy but couldn't write with it. It was not fun.