I had a busy night in dreamland last night. First I went shopping and parallel parked my car. I got really mad at something and beat the shit out of the parking meter. Completely smashed it to pieces. Then I moved my car and parked somewhere else. I went shopping and when I came out there was a note on the broken parking meter that read, "We know who you are. You broke the parking meter and so we towed your car. -the police" I went to find my car and sure enough, it was gone. I called my parents' house and my ex-coworker answered the phone, 'hello this is the housekeeper.' I asked to speak with my grandma and she put her on the phone. My grandma has been dead for a few years. I asked my grandma to come pick me up because I broke the parking meter. She said she'd send the housekeeper. Then I was at church camp doing shots of really good vodka with Joel. We were doing shots of vodka because we were going to go hunt for the really big elephants that were hanging around the swamp.

This new medication really messes with my dreams. I have a ton of really strange dreams and I remember so much of them. Or maybe I've always had strange dreams but just didn't remember them. Either way I wake up not feeling very rested because I've been so busy in my sleep.