Had a dream I was at Vincent's place (weird, huh, I mean it's not like I wasn't there til like 4-5am last night....) and he had this really old, but somehoe technologically advance laptop/commadore computer. Eric was there and sent me a message on it, and it read: It may be the pot talking, but I think I like you. Do you have a man? If not, would you be interested in hanging out?
Another message including a bio, of which he stated he was born in Canada and couldn't stand some of the things I hated as well.
But when we actually talked, he would give me work advice, waiting for me to respond on the laptop, but I couldn't figure out how.

Last night went a little like this, minus everything. Work all damn day, 1030am to 2am, then Vincent's. I was a little woo-woo from the White Russian Vincent made me at work, (we got to drink free alcohol since we delt with Girl Scouts this morning..hahaha) and Eric teased me about how I looked like I was going to pass out, while I was waiting to check out. It probably wasn't far fromt the truth. He said I shold go to Vincent's and have a few coctails. I said I was. (whereas earlier when he was sending out invited to his own party which is tonight, I told him I totally wouldn't show up).
Then at Vincent's, Eric and I talked about Bad Taste, Bad Brains, (or some punk band like that) and extacy. Apparently he was going to have a shroom party, but when the conversation turned toward e, and I said I would never do a hallucigen, he said, we're totally have a e party.
Made me just a little uncomfortable, the drink Vince made me at his place, totally made me feel like I was on E, so when Eric was talking to me, I just stared, and was like, if we had a E party, I would totally try to make out with you.
Then bammo, the dream where he was telling me he liked me.

Damn, I'm freezing. Stupid winter, and no PJ pants.

Shower time!!

la la la la

cha cha cha die in a horrible fire.