2012-01-20 @ 7:13 a.m.

I had the strangest dreams last night. In one I was in an enormous airplane-- like the size of a stadium. I'm not sure if I saw it in the hangar being built, or if that was just the structure for loading passengers. Things went awry once in the air. The details of red carpets, panic, dry air that hurts to breathe quickly, and such are still rattling around.

Click to sequence two: Jason and I are walking down some hallway in some catholic highschool, to which apparently I've been returned at my current age. Something about paperwork, and my state diploma not being any good. I was most pissed off. The current day ended early, and the next morning began late. I went to class. The structure of the place was unsurprisingly like the highschool I dropped out of, with the trimmings of a catholic church. We go to the dining hall which is enormous, a-la hogwarts. Kids are spilling as they pour booze into the cups of adults, who command that we go get food, meat specifically. We walk to the cafeteria line, and I lose Jason somewhere. Cutlery is flattened, wide, intricate, and dense. I dodge the meatiness, and hum to myself a googoodolls song, which the lunchfolk recognize. They remember the song and we chat. I snag some extra bread on my way back to the boozy table, and am jolted awake by a desire to listen to cheesy altrock from the 90's.