Arrrrg.

So things have been going pretty good. Me and Jer are getting along. This happens all the time. We'll have one horrible, horrible fight throughout the week.. then everything will be all honky-dory. Idk. I don't even want to talk about us anymore. It gets old. But in other news, I made this really awesome meal the other night... Salmon with this Alfredo and spinach. It was yum. I love cooking. I come up with the best creations ever. Sometimes I wish I could post my recipes up on here or somewhere... but really I don't even know the accurate measurements I put in my cooking. I just randomly add what sounds good at the moment. I'm sure it'd be easier if I were to pay attention to measuring, but whatever. I suck at math, so measurements are blah.

So I had this really crazy dream tonight, before I woke up. Every now and then I'll find myself having chilling dreams. It's so awkward and kinda creepy... but this is how it went. So I started off at some big family gathering at someones house.. about all my relatives were there, friends, even people I didn't know were there. I'm talking to my Aunt Judy, then I gradually make my way to my grandma and exchange a few sentences with her. I try to approach my dad but he was already talking to someone else and making his way into the garage. Next thing I know, this group of tall muscular men stampede through, and this one bald-headed jerk came up behind me ripped my necklaces off me and pushed me down and started yelling at me. Apparently in my dream, I got him kicked out out of some place. So I tried walking away to ignore the ruckus but he's still follows me and picks me up by my shoulders and tells me I'm going to get my ass kicked while everyone is trying to pull him off. My dad sees him and he jumps right in and scares them away. Idk what happened from there, but then I started to dream another dream about being at some neighborhood bar and grill, hanging out on the deck meeting with family. Next thing ya know, I'm walking back from the bar to my house and I pass this house ... huge house.. of people that were out to get me because of the incident in my first dream. fucking real weird. As I'm walking, I hear a girl talking about wtf is going to happen to me tonight once they get ready. At some point in my dream, I switch characters and I guess I'm supposed to be a maid-like person of that huge house, because 2 camera people came knocking on the door unnoticed and wanted to do like a walk through interview of the house. This house was even bigger on the inside! So I invited the camera crew in, as were walking through the long dark hall we go past a swarm of white huskies, which were meant to be our guard dogs and we see room fulls of people dressed in white coats, almost factory like, holding white bandanas and dying them pink. It was as if Pink was their signature color or something, or it symbolized that they were going on a murder mission or whatever. So we continue giong through the house, all the way through these long wooden-floored halls .. and there were many of these halls with lots of doors leading from one hall to another. idk it was just crazy.. almost like a maze. So I'm leading the camera crew through one hall towards the front of the house.. and we kinda make it up to the front porch but I tell them to not go any further becaus e there were 2 girls out front keeping a lookout or doing something and I guess I was the only one who knew about this camera crew and this house that we were in was one big private community. But anyway they kinda spot me... and so we run down a different hall through all these doors. I tell them to just stay put and I'll be back later. As I'm running trying to make my way to somewhere, I run into some lady who tells me I'm not supposed to be out of my room and to go back in. So i try going back into the direction wherever my room was, when out of the corner of me eye.. I see the headmistress lady of the house and I start running for dear life in and out of many doors and stairs. It was just so tricky running from this lady cuz every door lead to a set of stairs .. many stairs.. that lead to another hall and I had to try and be quiet about it but quick. I'm running down a flight of stairs and I see a foyer type thing and a huge,wide set of stairs.. so I make my way up those. Those stairs I quietly crawled up onto were filled with boxes and toys on the right side. I didn't go too far up past the staire\s, because I noticed some Santa Claus typer guy sitting at a table at the top of the stair case. I thought to myself "Well I could stay low to the ground and just quietly crawl under the table and past this man and get the hell outta here...", but I knew that wasn't going to as successful as I'd like it to be because I was wearing this white puffy coat which was kinda noisy... and plus it didn't help that I seen the scary headmistress lady to so scooted down to the right side of the stairs as she was walking up looking for me and I his behing a box and put a huge pillow over me to conceal myself. As I lifted up the pillow .. she was at the bottom of the stairs and I thought I was safe, until she effin turned around and spotted me and came marching up the stairs and killed me. But it was weird how I died and how she died. ...I had three egg yolks in my hand... I dropped them on the floor and dropped knives on them and so we died. Awkward! Dreams are so effin' crazy. They say dreams are ur subconscious talking to you, adn that you have like 57435463798240 dreams a minute. But idk.. sometimes dreams seem to last longer than a minute.

Well I'd like to stay and talk some more, but omg Coneheads is on tv and I frickin' LOOOOOOOOOOOVE this movie.