//life.

So I did wind up going back to sleep this morning, only to have the nuttiest dreams ever. Here are the three (non-consistent) parts:

i. The paper crane-ish bird
All of a sudden I was in my room (yes my real room) and this paper crane-esque bird thing with a tail like a peacock came out of the top shelf of my closet. Which was apparently some sort of animal-producing-portal? It kept folding out it's tail and it looked really sweet and I kept taking pictures of it. But my camera had no batteries, so I had to take them out of my mouse.

Now, mind you, when I went on my computer after I woke up, I had to check that my mouse had batteries in it because it took a sec for my comp. to recognize it. Weird.

I wound up google'ing this bird and it turned out to be a muffin bird. What? Again, don't know. It's eyes were crazy and it had these really intricate origami-patterns on it's tail. Anyway, we befriended it. And then my parents (who were suddenly there) and we decided to make dinner. My grandmother was also suddenly there, and got mad when she saw that I had a picture of my aunt on my nigh table. Which, I indeed, do.

Making dinner, my professor showed up. We were cooking chicken legs in a toaster oven in my room. My professor sprayed cooking spray in the toaster oven and I got really mad. Then it was crackling and what not while the chicken legs were cooking. I kept glaring at him, and suddenly he was gone. The end of segment i.

ii. The centipede
This huuuuge, massive centipede comes out of the animal-esque portal in my closet. My landlord was in our living room, on a ladder, doing something. And I yell for her, and we grab it by the tail. And then it starts loosing scales. But one by one. And finally we put it on the window sill outside. I don't have a window sill outside my window in real life.

The end of segment ii (this was a short one).

iii. Niz!
I get a text message from Niz, who I don't think has ever texted me, let alone has my phone number, telling me that he was in Boston, visiting his parents (who really do live in Boston). He asked what I was doing tonight, and told me that him and Joey were going to Lauren Federgreen's house (!?) for a party. I was really excited to see them, so we go. She lives across the street from me. My apartment is still my apartment, but in a house. On a residential/cute street. So we get to the party, and I realized I need to go to Pathmark, which is also conveniently, right across the street. So I go, get there, realize I don't have my wallet, but I have a can of Coke in my hand (I uh, I don't even like soda), and I call Tina. And that was that.

When I woke up, I was confused and didn't know what was going on and I realized I was sleeping. I also usually don't remember my dreams, let alone in that much detail. It was a really, really strange feeling, and I have batteries in my mouse, but still no plans for tonight, haha...