go to hell

really quick... as i was about to leave for work i just remembered a dream i had last night. i dreamt that david ford lived in brooklyn, and was cultivating a friendship with me. except he would invite me to hang out, and i would have to navigate my way to brooklyn, and then he would say mean, critical, dismissive things. so i would avoid him, and then he would act like nothing happened and i would think maybe it was just me, so he would suggest we get together and i would hang out and he would be pleasant and nice. then another time he would be mean and critical and dismissive, and i would think it was my fault. then he wanted a cassette i had in my pocket (which was my band's demo?) and i declined to give it to him. then he thought we should hang out and sing and i said no. and he got really morose, and then he got angry.

very odd.

don't know who david ford is? witness the fabulousness:

i have to go to work. i have a muscle spasm in my head neck and can't turn it to the left. :P

jubliance

spring break! yes!

nap! AWESOME!