1/22/08

In the home where I grew up, with my dog and another puppy playing in the back yard. An ex-girlfriend decides to come over- she tells her dad in Michigan to come immediately for the weekend. She is now a real stripper and seems taller and has a trailerpark-ish air about her.

1/16/08

I am at a friends (who live in my city) house for dinner, but its really the patio in the house I grew up in somewhere else. He has new skis with white bindings and especially deep orange titanium chairs.

I had planned to go to Europe, but I have a sinking feeling realizing that I really hadn't planned and hadn't even bought a ticket. I feel stuck.

1/02/08

I am perfecting architecture with a class. I go to gymnastics and am able to do backflips. I am going to a concert with drumsticks, but it's not a concert I'm playing in. A woman I know well shows up and sits on the other side. I am driving through a tunnel, guiding her...