oh, my life, is changing every day...

i had many dreams last night. too many. i feel very unrested. they ranged from flotsamblog.com to kurt playing in a battle of the bands at a high school to my wallet soaking in oil and not remembering to remove it. i don't know if it was the heat or the fan that was on for the first time since last year, but i'd much prefer to drift awake because of the birds singing than jerk awake because it's already 4 o'clock and i've slept through all my classes*.







*i didn't. another bad dream.