Oh eeh oh, Killa tofu!!!

Well, I've had a few random snippets of dreams that I've been remembering lately!

In one of them, I was DRIVING, in the middle of the night. I wanted to get to Javamonkey, all by myself, but I kept doing everything completely wrong. I was driving from the passengers seat, and then I went in the wrong direction of traffic, and then I got lost, and narrowly avoided several car accidents. I ended up not going to Javamonkey but to the Stone Mountain library branch... next to where my middle school was. I found my friend Leigh there, and begged her to come with me so I wouldn't have to drive alone, but she said she had things to do and left. Then I went back to my car and realized I had locked myself out. Hahaha typical driving anxiety I guess...

In a different part of the dream, I was calling my house, ready to pour my heart out about what I really thought of everything. The phone rang and rang and then it was picked up, and I started "Dad, this is important. I'm sick of how things are in this family and I'm going to tell you right now how I feel about pasta." So I launched into a long speech about my innermost feelings and what I was going to do about whatver, blah blah blah, and there was silence on the other end. Then my uncle Bill's voice said, "That's nice Caity, but your dad can't really come the phone right now..."

Oh nose! There was more I was going to write but it all evaporated when I posted in frakish instead. Oh wellz... I think it had something to do with certain persons doing certain things with me when I get home. Hahaha.