There's white things in the air.

I just had a strange dream.

John and Chang moved back into the dorms together and lived in Jester. Then Jester suffered through some sort of natural disaster, ruining many of the rooms. John and Chang's room had half the floor collapse at an angle and all the furniture drifted down against the wall, making the floor collapse at an even greater angle. Then part of the ceiling collapsed and you could see into the room above. And Ashley and I were trying to help them evacuate the room and pack up their belongings so that they could move into my room, which wasn't affected. UT couldn't move anybody into different rooms.

Meanwhile, Kim was studying abroad in the Philippines, and we had her on Skype pretty much the whole time.

Ashley was super upset because her phone got broken during the disaster and she was walking around crying all the time. And then something else happened that I can't remember that made her cry more.

And I was trying to help John and Chang out and also comfort Ashley while rejecting the clumsy and numerous advances of apparently every woman I encountered.

Is my brain, like, fucking broken?

Comments

shwangshwang said…

this rules

December 7, 2009 at 1:33 PM

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