So, I firmly believe like there's no reason things have to be open at 8 am.
but today i had work then. i switched shifts blahh.
So, anyway to get that done i actually used my alarm clock. normally i beat that thing and dont let it terrify me. it is so fucking loud.
and even used the snooze. WHICH allowed me to remember part of my dream:
the beginning i desperatly wish i could remember but can barely
the small part i sorta do was being in union sq park wiht like tara, biz, danny, alex conner.. and ice coffee
then tara and me just like flipped the rest of our friends off and jumped on a subway and met i think.. nick or maybe blake..
below a bridge to go on our way to see george harrison. play tara's fave. I GOT MY MIIND SETT ON YOU.

we stopped at a bodega. they wanted to close. it was raining. adn the guy was the cashier from the gay guy owned ocean grove icecream store and the other owner that aisle 9 type guy was like hassling us on the street to get outta there
tara was really stressed and NEEEDED to find george a present so she could show him how much the song means to her
like really really
we stared at calenders and things. and like hookahs. i really wanted you to get him a hookah.
sparkly things. you settled on a sparkly purse pink that came with a BOA.
the guy was PISSED and was like NO not for george harrison he was in the beatles godddammnn it
so he started pulling the gate down.
and i just grabbed a beer can
but it was a beer can with a cowboy on it and like freezedried astronaut beer
next to the cowboy it said something like for emergency use only for alcholics.
a breakfast drink for small yellow bears.
oh yea this is from pittsburgh too

DUDe last night my mom and i got ready for mad milk and cookies

oh and
here's one cait

cuz i gay